Still Curious
When I was about ten years old, this family moved into my old neighborhood. They were strange right from the start. Nobody ever saw their faces except for brief glances in passing. If the kids were outside and you happened to pass by, they would run back in and lock the doors.
There was never any sign of life coming from the house aside from the occasional flick of a curtain. My friends and I tried trick-or-treating there, and they opened the letterbox that was on the door to stare out at us.
They didn’t go to any of the local schools, and you never saw them get any deliveries or go out to get groceries. Despite moving out of that neighborhood when I turned 12, I sometimes continued to wonder exactly what was going on over there. Story credit: Reddit / (decearing-eggz)