There was a house up in Victorville. Goning for 6000, to bad we only lived in it for 1 month and a half.This house was in the middle of no where. No neighbors around but for miles away 40 acres in the back and nothing but a dirt road.There was a history on this house that only my husband knew about which i didnt find out about till the day we moved. When i first steped trough the door i got that instint no good feeling. What made the feeling worse is the fact we had no electricity. I have 5 kids and a husband, but at the time my brother, his two kids and wife lived with us.They had metioned at least one experince of hearing banging on the door and no one being there.I just thought it was weird that i never experinced it. Then one night everyone was asleep in our pitch black house.When all of a sudden i hear it, the banging on the door. I got frightened knowing there was no one for miles. So i wake my husband up and tell him of my hearings. He knew it was windy out side so he said, "it's probably the wind." Then he fell back asleep. I let it go till i heard it again i instintly knew the wind can't bang that hard. So i woke him up again and told him to check what the banging was. He came back and said nothing's there. As he was trying to fall back asleep he hears it and jumps up. To afraid to step outside he peeked out the window to find nothing there. The next morning we stated packing making sure we left by the time the sun went down. As my husband and brother were packing the last of it. A neighbor from miles away came down the dirt road riding a horse. He asked what happened and why were moving so soon.I told him of the happenings we experienced. He said he was suprised we moved there in the first place and i asked why. He told me that one night after a long day of work the guy that lived there got buzzed and went home banging on the door. When he got in the house he shot his wife who was in the shower then shot himself in the hallway. There bodys layed there for three days till they were found. After saying goodbye to the man on the horse I made my way to the house to retreve the cross above the door. As I got closer to the door out of nowhere it fell and shatterd into pieces. We imediatly left and never went back.