Kevin bought the large bungalow after taking a loan from the bank. It was well designed and he had gotten it at a bargain price. He did not hesitate to acquire it. Two months later he moved in with his family. 

Kevin and Marjorie were married eleven years ago. They had two daughters, Beverly, nine and Samantha, six. He was an auditor and she was a teacher. There was joy and anticipation about their new home. The house had four bedrooms. This meant that both girls could have their own bedroom. Everyone was delighted with the move.
One week after moving in all the joy had evaporated and was replaced by fear; fear of the unknown. Some very strange things began to take place and this forced the family to believe that the house was haunted. The first odd incident was traumatic enough to make them all sleep in one room.
What would you do if you wake up one night and you are cold and trembling? Your skin is covered in ugly goose bumps and all your instincts tell you that something is wrong. Would you scream and bawl in fright? Would you run like a cheetah? Would you faint from too much stress? Or would you take the best option and hide under the bed.
Two nights after they had moved in Kevin woke up with all the above mentioned symptoms. He looked suspiciously around the dark room but saw nothing. Forcing himself to lie back down, he stayed awake for the rest of the night.
The next day he told his wife about his strange experience and she laughed loudly at him. The next night it was her turn. He was sound asleep when she shook him roughly awake. Jumping up, he sensed right away that she too had the symptoms. Not only that, she was pointing a trembling finger at the bedroom door. What he saw made him blink twice in disbelief.
A small patch of light was moving straight towards the door. They both looked at each other in awe. The light paused at the closed door then disappeared. They hastily checked on their daughters who were both sleeping peacefully.
They discussed what both of them had seen and experienced. It seemed too far-fetched to be real. They decided not to tell the kids about it. This would remain their secret. Each night following that, bizarre things began to take place.
*Lights went on and off by themselves.
*Pieces of furniture were moved around at night.
*Unknown voices were heard talking and laughing.
*After they went to bed, there was the sound of someone else moving around downstairs.
*Doors were constantly being opened and closed.
*Scary laughter could be heard in the dead of night.
Things came to a head one night when the girls ran screaming into their parent’s room with terror filled eyes. Both of them had seen a strange creature which asked them to go with it. The frightened little ones refused to return to their rooms. The next day Marjorie packed. Kevin refused to go with his wife. Soon after, his family departed for the safety of his mother-in law’s home. Kevin decided he would not be moved. No Jumbie or spirit was going to chase him out of his own home. He was here to stay.
He decided to be vigilante and sentinel. As soon as he heard a noise he would hasten to investigate. This went on for a long time and impacted negatively on his sleep which had repercussions on his job. Stubbornly he persisted.
He got creepy dreams with warnings to leave the house.
“GET OUT!”
Kevin dug in deeper.
One night he was asleep when he came awake with a start. He had the symptoms. Only this time, he was soaked in sweat. His sheet had been thrown to the ground and the bedroom door was wide open. Standing at the foot of his bed and glaring at him was a creature like the one described by his daughters.
It had a human body with ears larger than usual. The eyes were glowing amber and the teeth stuck out of the ugly hole in its face. Its breath stank and the breathing sounded like sandpaper rubbing together. It just stood there staring at him. Then it vanished. Kevin got an instant bowel movement.
He decided to seek advice from his neighbours. Their verdict was unanimous. The house was haunted and had been haunted for more than twenty years. Two decades ago a brother had murdered his two siblings in order to get the property. He was not able to enjoy it. One morning he was found strangled by his sheet. There was no sign of a break in. Everyone concluded that Jumbie had killed him. They all advised Kevin to abandon the house of terror. He refused to heed their words. One week later he was forced to do so hurriedly.
That fateful evening, Kevin came home late from work. He called his wife and chatted with her and the girls. He refused to leave and she refused to return. After taking a refreshing bath, Kevin put his meal on the table and got ready to eat.
As Kevin took his seat he landed hard on the floor. Startled he looked for the chair. It had been moved to the next end of the table. Puzzled, he grabbed the chair and put it where he had decided to sit. He sat down.
BLAM!”
His backside hit the floor hard. The chair had gone rogue again. Angrily he seized it, dragging it to his end of the table. Holding on to it, he at last took his seat. After eating a few mouthfuls, he reached for the glass of mauby. It was not where he had placed it. He snatched the glass and looked warily around the room. Holding the glass firmly, he gulped down some of its content. He set it down loudly and emphatically in front of him. He would not be intimidated.
Time after time he had to reshuffle things. The drink was moving, food was moving spoons were moving. This did not deter him .He ate quickly and was. He just had to polish off the four sausages and go to bed.
He reached for a sausage with his left hand while watching TV. He popped it into his mouth. He chewed energetically and swallowed after only three chews. Fire exploded in his mouth, throat and stomach. He looked down at the table. His plate of sausages was at the next end of the table. He had grabbed and gobbled down a large tiger pepper. Kevin raced for the toilet his tummy already in turmoil. This was going to be a long night.
After the pepper laxative had subsided, he crawled into bed exhausted. Frustrated and stressed, he eventually fell into a restless sleep.
“BLAM!”
Kevin hit the floor with a thud. He stared groggily about him someone or something had tossed him off of his king sized bed. More than that, the sheet and the bed covers were also on the floor. Enough was enough. Kevin got up and put a first class cussing on the Jumbie. He cussed until he ran out of expletives. That was when he made a colossal mistake. At the top of his voice he screamed and raved at the spirit.
“I not afraid of you!”
“A not leaving!”
Silence.
“You could play tricks from now to Christmas. I staying right hey!!”
Something fell with a loud bang in the next room.
“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Kevin’s shrill laughter was a challenge.
CRASH! BANG!
Something fell and broke.
Kevin was quite worked up by now and proceeded to taunt the entity. That was his worse mistake.
“DIS HOUSE IS ME OWN AN I KEEPING IT!!”
Huge mistake.
POW! PLY! BLAM! WAX! KANG! CRACK!
Blows fell on Kevin as soon as he uttered those words. Now he did not particularly fear the Jumbie, he just couldn’t take so much lix. The defeated man took off at speed for his mother-in-law. As he exited the house a shrill, high pitched laughter rang out.
“HEE! HEE! HEE! HA! HA! HA!’
A booming voice reached his retreating ears.
“IS ME OWN!!”
Then the lights went on the blink and things began moving around crazily. It was a show of triumph.
Kevin did some moving of his own. He shifted into top gear and charged away from the haunted house.

(By Neil primus)