The Child's Rocking Chair at the Whitmore Estate Sale

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The Child's Rocking Chair at the Whitmore Estate Sale

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I found myself in the basement of the Whitmore house on a gray October morning in Dunbridge, Ohio — 1987, I think. The sale had been running since dawn, but nobody had gone downstairs. There was a child's rocking chair in the corner, worn to a shine, with a little stuffed rabbit tied to the seat. The price tag said seventy-five cents. That's when I noticed the chair was rocking, just slightly, with no one near it. A woman in a blue dress came down the steps and told me her name was Margaret. She said the chair was her daughter's, but her daughter had been gone for thirty years. She asked me if I wanted to hear the story — and I said yes, because I was already trapped in the quiet of that room, and because the chair had stopped rocking the moment she spoke. What she told me was not about a haunting. It was about a promise she couldn't keep, and a child who waited in the dark for her mother to come home. I stayed until the sale closed, and I left without the chair. But I still hear it, sometimes, in the middle of the night — a soft creak on hardwood, like someone is waiting for me to remember. #TheEstateSale #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LunaNarrates #AnthologyHorror #DunbridgeOhio #WhitmoreEstateSale #RockingChair #StuffedRabbit #LostChild #GriefHorror #October1987 #Basement #Promise #Waiting #Creak #EmotionalHorror #SlowBurn Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo

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