The Empty Rocking Chair: Confronting Childhood Meaning & Interpretation

"I walked up to an old house. It looked empty. The door was half open. It made a squeaking sound. I pushed it open. Dust filled the air. The floor was broken. Cobwebs hung everywhere. I heard a noise upstairs. Something was moving. I wanted to leave. But my feet walked forward. I climbed the stairs. They creaked under me. I saw a room at the end. The door was closed. I opened it slowly. Inside was a rocking chair. It was moving. No one was sitting in it. I backed away. I felt cold air on my neck. I turned around. No one was there. I ran down the stairs. The door slammed shut. I tried to open it. It was locked. I heard footsteps behind me. They got closer. I banged on the door. "Let me out!" The footsteps stopped. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I woke up screaming. I was in my bed. I turned on all the lights. I stayed awake until morning. I never want to see that house again."