They say the house has eyes, which isn't a surprise, as any eight year old could tell you. They say a baseball hit too hard, always ends up in that yard, and I've surely lost a few. I once dared my friend Billy, who thought I was silly and didn't have a clue, to go ring the bell, and then come back and tell if all the tales were true. When he returned unhurt and unburned right then I learned that sometimes it's not the house that is haunted but you.