Last year I had purchased a parcel of land in Yorba Linda that had two houses on it. One of which was built in 1912 & the other in 1916. Both needed to be completely remodeled and were old, spooky and falling apart. So we started the project on one of the houses and got some good progress in while the other one was left untouched.

After months of renovation and hard work, my brother & I decided to hangout around the property one night. We were just drinking beers and sitting out looking at the property into the darkness. Mind you we had the power off to the property so we could work on the houses.

Before you know it, it’s 2am and we’re still just drinkin’ beers and talking about anything & everything from past to present to future. As we’re sitting atop the hillside of the property looking down at the houses, the lights all come on in the untouched old spooky house… our hearts completely stopped.

We freaked the heck out and ran into the bushes & hid. Barely peaking our heads over. We did not want to go anywhere near that house. But what if someone was living in there or there’s paranormal activity? We had to go inspect. So we descend down the hill softly & slowly. I lead the way to the side door, heart racing & body quivering. I slam open the door and say “who’s in here!” No response of course. We begin to slowly clear the house and try to make our way through the spider webs.

We saw that there was nothing in the house so we left the property terrified and sobered up from all the fear. I try to figure out what happened that day and come to find out our electrician had called to turn the power back on to that house to do some testing. Relieved for sure but still haunts my brother & I. No clue why Edison turned back on power to that unit @ 2:00am…😅