I have many experiences in my old apartment. When I was in 5th grade, my dad lost his job so we had to move into a 4-plex. For the first few months, everything went normal. But in the summer things started to get a little bit weird. I hated the basement. I always felt uneasy and dread down there and that’s where I had to do laundry as one of my chores. One day, while I was doing laundry I felt as if someone or something was staring me down. I kept looking over my shoulder to see nothing was there. It startled me. I finally had the courage to take off for the stairs.
About two weeks later, my mom had gone upstairs to put my little brother and sister to bed, while my younger sister and I sat on the couch. she was laying down falling asleep at one end while I was reading my book at the other end. it was dead quiet, and we heard footsteps walking up the basement stairs. we didn’t think anything of it because sometimes you could hear our neighbors walking up the stairs. But then we heard the knob to the basement door turning, but the door was locked. we still tried to ignore it and we both just thought it was our imagination. All of a sudden, we heard footsteps and in the corner of the living room we both heard a loud gasp for breath. I was so terrified! It took us both about five minutes to run upstairs.
Another experience was when everyone was packing for our family trip to Adventureland. My mom was taking a bath and I went in there to talk to her. We started talking about the trip and suddenly we both stopped. Up in the attic we heard footsteps and a girl humming. We had already been used to these types of experiences so we just looked at each other and laughed in amazement.
My last experience, it was our last night staying in the apartment. All we had left was our pillows and blankets to sleep with. My sister and I shared a room together. At around 5 a.m. my sister woke up and heard voices. She woke me up in fear telling me she could hear people in the living room having conversations. We both got up and just sat there listening to the conversation. The talking was clear and we both heard our names, my moms and dad’s names, and even my younger siblings. All I remember the voices saying is something about leaving.
Sent in by Megan, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
sounds like a residule, but for your names being mentioned. i know of a adventureland in altoona iowa. where is this apartment building?
Omg that story really scard me and I’m not being sarcastic
MEGAN–im just wondering how you can be scared at some of the things and not the rest.has anything else happened were you live now?thanks for the story.
Scary! I am glad you moved out! What city was it in? You mentioned Adventureland which is in Iowa and I am from Iowa (eastern)…
Wow that is scary, i imagined it happen to me while i was reading. Its a good thing it didnt hurt you or your family
the apartment was in davenport, iowa. we had a girlscout trip to adventureland for my little sister.
thanks megan! i’m originally from the ankeny-des moines area! i’m now in creston.
your welcome. i had a lot more experiences with that apartment, but i just put the ones that were a little better than the others
Ohhh that’s clever, so maybe the ghost/s knew u were leaving?
what a great story!
i honestly think so. i cant say exactly what they were saying but i know for a fact it was about the family getting out. to this day i just smile that they knew we were moving out (:
WOW sounds like a residual/ intelligent haunting..at least you guys werent harmed an anyway