So me and an a friend were talking about my closet in art class on Friday. I told her about how,at my old house my room was technically the attic because the actual attic was through a small door in my closet. The reason for this was because the door lead to a huge empty floor-less room that ended at the bottom of the house. I remember when I was younger taking unwanted items and chucking them down there whenever my parents left me alone in my room. So the theory we made was that there was a demon or paranormal creature that lived down there and never caused trouble because of the “gifts” of random objects that were thrown down there. The gifts kept it calm until I moved/stopped dropping stuff down there. Then it would soon cause havoc in anger and sadness for not receiving gifts anymore. (Fortunately nobody is allowed to live there for certain reasons.)
So yeah
My other friend also joked that down there was a couple demons that just sat and played with the baby dolls I used to throw down there too ; ;
So hope you enjoyed this doodle thing and that weird information about my old house decided to tell you for some reason;x;


