My Room Was Locked for Ten Years

I couldn't sleep properly for the first few days. My sister was worried sick and thought I was on drugs. They both agreed to let me stay there until a week before summer ended. Time passed and people began tearing out my room. The construction workers said they would feel some sort of strain sensation and feel cold. Two days later I went to an accident while placing in a new floor. A few noted that they saw someone standing in the room at night. I never slept there ever again. Never. But I remember every day what it felt like. It was locked for ten years. Undid the locks and I re-entered it. Nothing. There was a large painting of