Toddler Draws On The Same Wall Every Day Until Dad Breaks It Open

A Hidden Message

The exhausted father thought that he was both seeing things and hearing things. Life was next to impossible with his demanding job and two young sons.

He should have paid closer attention to his home. What he thought was just childish gibberish turned out to be an important message.

But would the thoughtless father see it in time?

A Fresh Start

Elrond McKillan gazed proudly at the sprawling house that now stood as the home for his growing family.

The McKillans had moved into the spacious abode in Woodlands, California, seeking more room for their expanding clan.

He was a man of sturdy build and a heart full of dreams and was accompanied by his wife, Lily, a gentle soul with a knack for bringing warmth to any space. Was this their forever home?

The Family Man

48-year-old Elrond was a man of gentle disposition and an unwavering love for his family. He found himself in a new chapter of his life.

He and his wife had recently moved into a larger house, hoping to provide a better environment for their two children, James and John.

The house stood with promise and echoed with the laughter of the young ones as they explored their newfound space. It was a fixer-upper, but he took it as a summer project for his sons.

This Is For The Best

Elrond and his family had just moved into a larger house six months ago.

The boys were still getting used to the new space and the various bedrooms.

The old walls echoed with the laughter of his 4-year-old son, James, and the intellect of his elder son, 10-year-old John. Little did they know that within those walls, a mysterious force was at play.

Growing Boys

Time had passed since their move, and life had settled into a comfortable routine.

James was proving to be a clever child, often keeping his parents on their toes with his curious questions and boundless energy.

His elder brother, John, was a smart lad, quick to share his knowledge and engage in playful banter with his younger sibling. Both boys were the spitting image of their father.

The Men At Home

Their eldest, John, was already displaying a keen intellect, excelling in his studies and winning the admiration of his teachers.

Alongside John, there was the mischievous James, a bundle of boundless energy and curiosity.

James, with his mop of unruly hair and sparkling eyes, kept the household lively with his infectious laughter. He was usually the one keeping everybody on their toes with his silly questions.

A Childs’ Pictures

As the days passed, Elrond noticed a peculiar habit of young James—he consistently chose the same wall in the house as his canvas for crayon doodles.

Intrigued, Elrond decided to investigate.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, he knelt beside James, who was engrossed in his artistic pursuits. He tried to get James to stop drawing on the walls indefinitely.

Speaking In Riddles

James, a clever child with an insatiable curiosity, developed a peculiar habit of drawing on a specific wall.

Elrond tried to get him to use pieces of recycled paper, but he said, “This wall is old. It needs to come down,” with a strange smile.

At first, Elrond dismissed it as typical toddler behavior. However, when James consistently chose the same spot, Elrond’s concern deepened.

The Budding Artist

A peculiar habit had developed. James had taken a liking to a specific wall in the house, choosing it as his canvas for crayon doodles.

Elrond dismissed it as a harmless childhood phase, appreciating the innocence of his son’s artistic expression.

But as the weeks passed, Elrond began to notice something unusual about the chosen wall.

Dad Plays Along

The chosen wall was in the back of the house. “What’s so special about this wall, my little artist?” Elrond asked, a playful grin on his face.

James looked up, his eyes twinkling with innocence.

“I like this wall, Daddy. It’s my favorite.” Elrond chuckled, ruffling James’s hair. “Well, your favorite wall is getting quite the makeover.”

Something Is Up

Days turned into weeks, and Elrond couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this seemingly ordinary wall than met the eye. Late one night, curiosity getting the better of him, he examined it closely.

He used a hammer to hack away at the rotting chipboard on the wall.

To his astonishment, he discovered a hidden door, cleverly disguised as part of the wall. Did James know about it? Did he find it first?

He Discovers Something

His heart raced as he pushed the concealed entrance open, revealing a secret room beyond.

The air hung heavy with mystery, and the dim light flickered on forgotten treasures and dusty furniture.

It was a room frozen in time, seemingly untouched for decades. “John, Lily, come quick!” Elrond called out, his voice a mixture of excitement and bewilderment. Would his family join in his discovery?

A Closed Door

The family gathered in the hidden room, marveling at the hidden history within their very home. Old photographs, dusty books, and a collection of forgotten memories lay scattered around them. It was as if the room had been waiting for them to uncover its secrets.

As the weeks passed, the McKillans reveled in the newfound charm of their home, basking in the joy of the past and present colliding.

However, amidst the rediscovery of forgotten tales, a new challenge emerged. James, in his innocent exuberance, continued to draw on the walls of the secret room.

His Own Paintings

“Daddy, look what I made!” James exclaimed, proudly displaying his latest masterpiece. Elrond caught between frustration and amusement, sighed. “James, we can’t keep drawing on the walls, buddy. It’s a special room, and we need to take care of it.”

Undeterred, James continued his artistic endeavors, unaware of the intricate history surrounding him. As Elrond struggled to balance his son’s creative spirit with the preservation of the hidden room, an unexpected twist of fate unfolded.

He couldn’t stop him. But little did he know that one day, something terrifying would unfold in their new home.

Where Was He?

That day, as Elrond immersed himself in his work in his home office, the demands of life pulling him in every direction, he failed to notice James disappearing into the secret room.

Time slipped away, and the once-bustling house fell into an eerie silence. Lily, worried by the quiet, searched for her youngest son.

“James!” she called through the quieter-than-usual house. She waited for a moment, but there was no response. Then, she heard something.

Looking For Her Son

Lily was growing concerned as she walked from room to room, calling for her youngest child. But as she walked into the kitchen, she heard something.

When she first heard the faint whispers, she couldn’t quite make out what she was hearing. It didn’t sound like the voice of anyone she knew.

A shiver ran down Lily’s spine as she slowly and quietly walked through the kitchen. She knew just where the sound was coming from, and it terrified her.

The Wall

“James?” she called again, but this time, her voice was much softer. She slowly crept toward the wall her son had grown so attached to.

But as Lily grew closer, the wipers became louder. “My mom and dad said I’m not allowed to come here anymore,” she could hear James’ voice this time.

But who on earth was the little boy speaking to? She took slow and quiet steps, trying to get a better look, but as she rounded the corner, the unexpected happened.

Revealing Herself

Lily was just about to see who or what her son was talking to. But as she stepped around the corner, she stepped on a squeaking piece of wood.

As soon as James heard the sound behind him, he spun around and faced his mother, a flustered look on his face.

Lily was beyond freaked out at this point. “James, honey. Who were you speaking to?” she asked and glanced around the room. But the boy seemed to be on his own.

She Refused

James thought for a moment as he stared at his mother in bewilderment. He wondered if she would punish him for going in there.

“No one, Mommy,” he said and slowly arose from the floor, his cheeks a bright red. But Lily didn’t buy it. She had clearly heard two voices.

She was too freaked out to glance into the door in the wall. She simply scooped her son into her arms and dashed into her husband’s office.

Seen A Ghost

The second she burst through the door with her son in her arms, Elrond stared at her in bewilderment. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he said.

“Honey, you need to come with me right now,” Lily spoke in a panicked voice. Confused, he slowly arose from his seat.

“James was sitting by the door, whispering to someone. They were speaking back to him,” she said. The second those words left her mouth, a shiver shot down Elrond’s spine.

The Fear

Elrond rushed to the front of the house with his wife by his side. The fear behind her eyes told him all he needed to know.

This was a serious situation. They rushed into the room together, and Elrond was surprised to find the mysterious door cracked open just a tiny bit.

His heart was racing in his chest. “Stay by the entrance of the room with James,” he instructed his wife and stepped forward, ready to see what was inside.

A Dark Pit

Lily stood in the doorway with their son as her husband slowly crept closer to the door. He took a deep breath and did what he had to do.

With shaky hands, Elrond pushed the door open and stared into the dark pit before him. He turned the flash of his phone on and looked inside.

But to his surprise, there was nothing inside. “What is going on?” he muttered to himself. Who could his son be talking to?

There Was Nothing

“There’s nothing here,” he told his wife. Lily was stunned. She was so sure of what she had heard. James stared at the floor.

For the rest of that day, Lily was on edge. Something was up, and she could feel it in her bones. Of course, Elrond believed his wife.

That night, as they got into bed, Lily vented about her concerns over what she had heard. But little did the pair know that their evening would take a horrifying turn.

Talking About It

“I heard another voice. I am so sure that someone was whispering back to him,” she told her husband, frustrated by the situation.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he comforted the tired and worried woman, “I believe you. Look, maybe he was just playing. Maybe he was doing voices like he always does.”

But Lily wasn’t sure. Something about it just didn’t seem all that innocent. “But what if it wasn’t?” she sighed and curled up beside her husband.

It Didn’t Seem Right

Elrond would be lying if he said that situation hadn’t spooked him a little. Something about the door just didn’t seem right to him.

That night, he tried his hardest to comfort his wife without showing that he was worried, too. “Let’s try and get some sleep,” he suggested,

Lily agreed. He turned the bedroom light off and curled up beside his wife, ready for some much-needed rest when the unexpected happened.

Drifting Off

It was just after midnight when Elrond and Lily began drifting off. It had been a long day, and they needed their rest.

But rest was the last thing they would get. The house was dark and completely silent. You could hear a needle dropping.

But as they were falling asleep, Elrond heard a sudden sound that made him jolt up in bed. His eyes were wide. What was that?

They Heard It

Lily noticed it, too. The pair sat up in their bed and glanced around the dark room. “Did you hear that?” Elrond asked, baffled by the sudden sound.

“Yes,” Lily said, her voice quivering. It sounded like a loud bang coming from the front of the house. Elrond immediately thought about what had happened earlier.

Was it possible that the sudden, weird sound was connected to what had happened that afternoon? But then, there was another sound.

Trailing Off

Elrond could hear what sounded like slow, soft footsteps outside of their bedroom door. They were slowly trailing off.

He turned to his wife, who looked beyond terrified where she sat. He had to have a look at what was going on around the house.

“Stay here; I’m going to check it out,” he told Lily and quickly got out of bed. But Elrond was not prepared for what he would find.

Going To Check It Out

The concerned father pulled a shirt over his head and quickly walked toward the bedroom door, his hands shaking. Did they have an uninvited guest?

Leaving the room, he slowly crept down the hall. He could hear those same soft footsteps trailing toward the room with the strange wall.

He was certain that his entire family was fast asleep in their bedrooms. Who was lurking around his house? He was about to find out.

The Truth

Elrond stopped in his tracks when he heard the footsteps stop at the strange door. Was it possible that someone had been living there?

He waited for a second, trying to gather his thoughts. If only he had some way to defend himself. He had to see what was going on.

He couldn’t waste a second longer. He walked around the corner, and to his surprise, James was sitting before him, scribbling on the wall. “James?” he spoke.

Turning A Blind Eye

Elrond was relieved to find his son. All along, James was making all that noise. The little boy just wanted his father. “Daddy,” James called out, his eyes wide with excitement. “Look what I found!”

But Elrond, tired from a lack of sleep, didn’t pay too much attention. “Let’s go to bed, buddy,” he said, not realizing the truth.

The secret room, with its untold stories and forgotten past, embraced its newest artist, leaving the once-hidden history to blend seamlessly with the present. They never started that summer project on the house.

A New Picture

A few days later, as Elrond observed James at work, he realized that the toddler’s drawings were not ordinary scribbles.

To his surprise, James could spell small words, and on this particular day, he drew a picture that caught his father’s attention.

It depicted the five elements – Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, and Ether – in intricate detail. Intrigued, Elrond called out to James to show him the masterpiece.

Taking An Interest

For the first time in a long time, Elrond noticed his younger son.

“Come here, James! Let me see what you’ve drawn,” Elrond exclaimed, his curiosity piqued.

James ran to his father, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Look, Daddy! Elements!” he said, pointing proudly at the drawing. It was the happiest James was in days.

A Clever Child

Elrond couldn’t help but marvel at the precision and understanding displayed by his young son. However, a sense of unease crept over him. This was more than just a child’s artwork. James seemed to have a deeper connection to something beyond their understanding.

The situation intensified when John, the elder sibling, began introducing James to videos about space and planets.

Elrond noticed a heightened sense of curiosity in his youngest as if the knowledge imparted by his brother opened a gateway to a world of profound understanding.

Something In The Room

As Elrond studied James’s drawings more closely, he became aware of a subtle smell emanating from the wall. The scent was strange, almost otherworldly, and it heightened the suspense that had settled over the household.

One evening, as James enthusiastically urged his father to examine a new drawing, Elrond leaned in to get a closer look.

The intricacy of the elements fascinated him, but the mysterious odor became more pronounced. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to James’s drawings than met the eye.

A Cause For Alarm

In the dim light of the room, Elrond’s mind raced with possibilities.

What secrets lay hidden behind the innocent drawings of a four-year-old? And what was that peculiar smell?

As the weight of uncertainty hung in the air, Elrond couldn’t help but wonder if their family had unwittingly stumbled upon something extraordinary – a mystery that transcended the boundaries of their understanding and hinted at a realm beyond the ordinary.

The Next Day

One evening, as Elrond worked in his home office, he decided to investigate James’s chosen canvas.

The drawings were no ordinary doodles.

James had sketched the five elements—Earth, fire, wind, water, and ether. The precision and intent behind the drawings sent a shiver down Elrond’s spine. Was little James trying to tell him something through the pictures?

What Does He Know

The exhausted father needed a second opinion. “John, come here and take a look at this,” Elrond called to his elder son.

John, engrossed in his own world of scientific wonders, reluctantly entered the room.

“What’s so special about James’s drawings?” he asked, somewhat annoyed at the interruption. He always felt that his father favored James over him.

Did You Do Something

Elrond pointed to the wall, explaining, “These aren’t just random doodles. They represent the elements, like something out of a mystical tale.”

John, intrigued, began showing James videos about the planets, hoping to fuel his curiosity with scientific wonders.

Yet, the drawings were more than mere child’s play. James kept pointing at the wall, saying that the elements were inside.

Lily Comes In

As Elrond examined the intricacies of the drawings, a strange smell wafted through the room.

The walls in that corner were unusually damp. Elrond’s wife, sensing something awry, entered the room.

“Do you smell that?” Elrond asked her. She nodded. “It’s coming from the vent.” The concerned mother suspected that it was a gas leak.

What’s That Smell

Elrond’s heart raced. He realized the peculiar odor was more than dampness; it was the telltale sign of a gas leak. How could he have let it get so bad?

Panic set in as he quickly dialed the gas technicians while urging his family to leave the house.

“We need to get out, now!” Elrond shouted; the urgency evident in his voice.

Evacuate Immediately

The family evacuated as the gas technicians rushed to the scene. The danger they had unknowingly lived with for months was averted thanks to James’s unconventional drawings.

“Get the car keys Lily,” Elrond directed as he carried James in his arms.

The house stood silent, its walls holding secrets that only a child’s imagination could unveil.

Just In Time

As they gathered outside, Elrond looked at James, who innocently clutched his crayons.

“You saved us, buddy,” Elrond whispered. Just then, the back room burst into flames.

The weary father realized the profound connection between his son’s drawings and the imminent danger they faced. Deep down, he wished he had listened to his son; things could have been much worse.

A Doodle Saves The Day

The mysterious drawings took on a new meaning—a language that spoke of danger, unseen forces, and the protective instincts of a child. They made it out just in time.

The McKillan family, once oblivious to the underlying peril, now understood the gravity of their child’s unique abilities.

Elrond was trying to get hold of the real estate agent, but he wasn’t picking up.

A Family Out In The Cold

That Autumn evening, as they waited for the gas technicians to give the all-clear, the family huddled together, grateful for the unexpected savior in their 4-year-old artist, James.

The larger house, once just a dwelling, now carried the weight of their shared survival—a home where the walls whispered secrets that only a child’s imagination could decode.

Would the Mckillans keep the house or start afresh again?