Reading all of these stories always makes me feel like I
want to be able to see something when I get home in the
evening, but as most of you know, the fear that comes
along with it is never as appealing as the initial thought.
My house contains a few extra borders we never invited to
live with us. My first memory was in my bedroom as a
child. I remember on occasion in the middle of the night
I would feel great discomfort, and I could never sleep,
right from the age of about 5. I told my mom a few times
about a face that would appear entirely in green with eyes
that would make me freeze in my place from fear. Over the
years, I felt this presence strongly, but mainly when I
was alone.
One particular day I was on the phone with a
friend and I heard a crash in the basement, the sound was
so loud, my friend was able to hear it over the phone. It
sounded like a TV had fallen of the stand and the screen
shattered. I set down the phone, ran downstairs and
searched the entire basement. To my surprise, not one
thing was out of place, but as I was searching I heard the
same terrible noise upstairs. So thinking I may have
misjudged where the sound came from, I ran upstairs and
searched every room. Once again, not a single thing was
out of place. I picked up the phone and as I did I heard
the same crash coming from the basement once again. My
friend on the phone was laughing at this point asking what
the heck I was destroying because it sounded like windows
shattering. To this day, I have no explanation for the
noise.
Years later I started experimenting with Ouija boards with
my brother. I also attempted with my friends but the
cursor only moved with my brother and myself, and it would
go out of control and there seemed to be a few spirits
competing to get their message across. One however seemed
to overpower the others and she introduced herself as
Betsy and her intentions were not honorable. The lights
would flicker and she stated that it was her, then she
said it was time to prove herself further, she spelled out
hamster and within seconds we heard our hamster squeal
from the next room, we went to see what was wrong and she
was huddled in the corner and bit us when we tried to
comfort her. She had never acted in such a manner before,
nor had she bitten us. We expressed to "Betsy" that we
didn't appreciate her company in the house any longer.
Shortly after we tossed the Ouija board and some of the
activity stopped, well at least the activity that caused
such discomfort.
I lived in the basement, and sometimes in the middle of
the night I would hear shuffles up to and away from my
door, being in my late teens, I couldn't imagine my mother
choosing to check on me, especially at such hours. I
chose to sit up on a few occasions when the shuffles
stopped at the door, and each time there was never a
figure standing in the doorway. I asked my mother about
it, and she said she had no reason to come downstairs
especially between 3-5 am. This conversation probed my
mother into unloading about some occurrences that had spooked
her over the years.. One of which being when I was 15 and
my brother was 13, she asked us why either of us would
choose to sleep in her bed as we had when we were kids and
had a nightmare. We laughed it off and she proceeded to
walk us to her room where the covers had been pulled back
on the other side of the bed and there was a definite
imprint in the pillow. She said she felt someone get into
the bed, but when she looked some time later there was no
one there. She assumes it is the spirit of her father, as
he wore slippers and shuffled as he walked while he was
alive… Since then alarm clocks will go off without being
set, the timer on the stove which has to be physically
pressed to be set… but never have we felt discomfort with
this one, only that we are being watched over in a
lovingly manner…
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