Haunted

Haunted houses host tenants of the past, as we hold onto What Ifs and Almosts, letting in Should Haves, Would Haves, Could Haves, and sleeping every night with the ghosts of Guilt, Shame, and Regret. The floors, so burdened by the weight of all these residents, begin to creak and heave, but thinking we're the only ones there, we wonder why walking has become so dangerous. Before falling asleep, we make sure to keep dreamcatchers strung above our beds, but never think to lock the doors or put in a security system to keep out Fear, Worry, and Blame. Our bodies get weaker, as we only consume our hurt over and over, coping with mechanisms that dig in deeper wounds. Eventually, the house collapses, as the ground has been eroded through. Now trapped in the basement where specters have made their home, we're submerged into possession. As our souls are taken over entirely and our senses stolen away, only in our last moments do we finally realize that we needed an exorcism.