Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

It all started when I was very young. My family and I were living in an abandoned church. At first, I thought it looked ominous but after awhile I got used to it.

At night when I was the only one awake I would hear footsteps echoing, which didn’t make sense because the flooring was carpet. One night I got so scared I jumped out of bed looked out over the room and nothing was there and I still heard the footsteps. I ran to my parents room and slept in there for the night. After awhile I realized the footsteps would only come if I made a noise. I decided to be dead quiet, hardly daring to breathe through my nose. When I did make a noise the footsteps would come and not end.

After a year there my family moved again to a new house. I loved it there and nothing paranormal happened there. After another year there we moved again to a trailer. I automatically felt something was there. Something not good. I didn’t say anything about it and we ended up living there for 3 years. That was the worst 3 years of my life. During those 3 years, I always felt something there and watching us.

The spirits (or whatever it was) were happy when m family argued. It was as if they grew with the anger. Although the did seem to like my mom, they hated me. I can feel stuff like that. One night, (when me and my mom were sharing a room) I was trying to close my bedroom window because my friends had opened them from earlier. Simple right? Wrong. The window seemed budge and my mom was yelling at me telling me I wasn’t trying. I took my fist, intending to hit the window, but stopped and taped the window and it burst in on me. The broken glass had cut the side of my finger and curved around and hit my palm. It had also hit my lower arm causing a big hole. I had some tears going down my face but didn’t seem alarmed. My mom almost got cut by the glass but didn’t. She was safe and fine when it should’ve hit her to. Everything after that just got worse.

We finally moved somewhere else (where I am currently living) and I thought I would finally get a break from the hauntings. Wrong again. The first night here I heard constant tapping on my window and nothing was there. Then after we got more settled, I began seeing and hearing things in my bedroom. Just in my bedroom. Last night it began to get really bad. I kept seeing things moving and something coming out of the side of my TV. I closed my eyes in fear and then saw faces coming at me with my eyes closed.

Call me crazy, call me whatever you want, I don’t care. I want to know what is in my bedroom. It won’t leave my room, which I find comforting, knowing it cant harm my family. But its normally not this bad. I had already dealt with a ghost in my room before this. It got worse. I’m beginning to think it was a good spirit,ghost whatever you want to call it. That it was keeping the other (again spirit, ghost, demon whatever) things away. I’m scared right now and do not want to go in my room. I want to know what to do to get rid of it. Any advice?

Sent in by Dawn, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com