Influential Hauntings

I grew up in a haunted house. Built in 1774 in Newburyport, Massachusetts my childhood home was kind of spooky. I used to hate watching TV by myself on the third floor, a converted attic that my dad made into a tv room and office space. I always felt like I had to have my back to the wall. If I sat in the middle of the room with my back exposed I felt really weird and didn't like it.
I have alot of stories about weird shit that has occurred in my house but that's not what this post is about. I was very saddened to learn that a good person Chris Moschetto, had passed away yesterday. We weren't super tight by any means. I hadn't talked to him in years but he was somewhat influential to me as a young boy. He was one of the first "cool" kids I came across in elementary school. He was older than me and like me had an affinity for comic books and I don't know if he stuck with it or not, but he was one of the first people I came across in my life that owned a skateboard and who had a genuine and rebellious spirit at a very young age. For whatever reason Chris looked out for me in elementary school. I guess he thought I was cool too.
We lost touch over the years and I know he went through some rough times as we all have relative to our own lives, but Chris had battled some serious demons and bested them and I was happy to see via facebook that he was doing well and had a family. I didn't friend request him or whatever because I wasn't sure if he would remember me or care, but that was lame and I should have because now he's gone. In the last 24 hours or so I've lurked on his facebook page which has been flooded with prayers and good vibes from his family and countless friends. It's not hard to tell that he was a very intelligent and sensitive person. I'm certain he would've remembered me and accepted my cyber friendship. I bet he would've been very interested in my parents' haunted house, as he became a paranormal investigator.
I wanted to post these lyrics I wrote for a Shakin' Michael J song. The first verse was kind of inspired by the house I grew up in. The song got reworked with different lyrics after I left the band, but I was very hyped on it at the time and I didn't want them to fall by the wayside, so in tribute to Chris Moschetto and his tenacity and perseverance with his personal life and E.N.E.M.I., here are the lyrics to "Seen It Comin", as it was once titled. Cheers CJ, thanks for being a true soul.

Anne was a good girl she was fourteen years old Had love for her family always did what she was told
One nite she went upstairs she was looking for her father but he wasn’t there her father never bothered
Her old man was drinkin’ down the docks he was cheating on the family and keeping them on rocks
Sitting on his desk she saw a title with her name it startled her so she dropped her candle with its flame
The room became inferno it was more than she could handle she eyed the open window it all made sense

She saw it coming but she still had to jump

Henry made his money as a hustler and a con he did some evil deeds that he always knew were wrong
One nite he got lit up and he got into a fight and he shot a man dead but it gave him a fright
Because he recognized his face when he saw it in the light he was heavily connected a crew Henry crossed
Henry tried to leave town but they were waiting at the station and they beat his ass down with no hesitation
Henry smiled up with a mouth full of blood and a twinkle in his eye before the shotgun thud

He saw it coming he couldn’t help but smile

Standing still nothing you can do see it coming straight for you
feel the chills but you don’t move see it headed straight for you
Run for the hills rent a motel room see it coming straight for you
no matter what you say or do it’s still headed straight for you