Published on December 2nd, 2012 | by Chaz0
The Ghosts in the O’Deary Family Closet, Part 9
The O’Deary Family history is filled with ghosts.
Hello there, fellow conspiracy nuts and surveyors of the supernatural!
I am Chaz, and if you’ve stumbled upon my little corner of the Internet, you’ve likely had at least a passing interest in that mysterious building we call the O’Deary Library.
Not all is right within the walls of this house of literature, as many of you have already guessed. What you may not realize, however, is just how deep the mystery of the library runs – and how deeply linked it is to the family who established it. Join me as I take you through the mountains of evidence I’ve uncovered which all leads back to the unnatural behavior of this curious family, spanning generations and generations.
Let’s dive in.
Dora – who was now a few years old – developed an immediate attachment to the library. She would wander the halls aimlessly, disappearing for hours on end before reappearing seemingly from nowhere, as if she’d melted right into the walls. No matter how hard Mary tried to keep an eye on her adventurous daughter, she just could not seem to keep her from slipping past her and losing herself in the library.
As Dora grew older, things started to get stranger. She became entirely inseparable from the library. The first of the O’Deary daughters didn’t just love the library – she was obsessed with it. She hated to leave it. As a baby, she would cry and cry if anybody ever tried to take her away from it. As a toddler, all of her imaginary friends lived there, and were unable to leave with her when her parents demanded she come home.
Now, Devin was not particularly happy with Dora’s imaginary friends. No matter how many times Mary assured him that it was perfectly normal behavior for a child her age to have them, they made Devin uneasy. Little Dora’s commitment to the game seemed much too real for his liking. Whenever he told her that her friends were welcome to come home for dinner, she would grow angry and insist that “her friends” were not allowed to leave the library – ever – and that she would have to stay with them to keep them company.
Then, one day, when Dora was off on one of adventures in the library, she didn’t reappear. Devin and Mary searched high and low, but their daughter had simply vanished. Terrified, they went to the police and sent out search parties. The townsfolk combed the town, but Dora was nowhere to be found; that is until Devin, walking through the library at night, chanced upon the wall where most of the strange noises had been heard over the last few months. And this time, he heard something different: the sound of a child talking.
Running home and getting a hammer, Devin tore down the wall. Behind it, Devin found an eerie room with no doors leading in or out of it. It seemed that nobody had used it in years, and there were cobwebs and dust covering everything. The only item in the entire space was a single, solitary chair, rocking back and forth ever so slightly in the center of the room. Next to that chair sat Dora, talking softly to it. Devin could feel no wind or sense any reason why the chair might be moving on its own. When he asked his daughter what she was doing, she gestured to the chair and told him that her friend just wanted to show her where he used to live.
Terrified, he scooped up his daughter and fled the library, immediately signalling orders for that entire wing of the building to be sealed off and demolished. No one ever found out how Dora got into that room.
As Mary was pregnant with baby Dahlia at the time, Devin decided not to scare her by telling her what had really happened. Arriving home, he explained how he had found their lost daughter trapped in some far wing of the library. Relieved, she let the matter rest.
Devin, on the other hand, was terrified (and with good reason!). He shunned the library, not wanting anything to do with it.