My paranormal experiences began when my mother died when I was thirteen. My father married to my step mom Stella and they decided they wanted to have more kids and raise them in the south. I was the oldest at the time.
We moved to an old Victorian house that you always heard footsteps in and that was falling apart and my father swore he’ll fix it. The house had two stories, five bedrooms, and three bathrooms. On the first night, my youngest� sister Taylor went to sleep in the second largest room that had its own bathroom and French doors leading to an balcony. (The room that I really wanted, but my bratty sister convinced my dad to give it to her).
At around four in the morning, Taylor ran out of her room screaming. My whole family woke up to the sounds and we found Taylor crouched in a corner of the living room. She was wide eyed and frightened. She said that she saw black shadows standing over her bed. I didn’t believe her story because my sister loved getting attention and making up stories and she wanted to be an actress.
The next morning, my father was trying to coax her back to her room. She began whining and I took the chance to get the room. After a few months, when I was sleeping in my room, I heard whispers and laughter� and I thought that was my sisters playing a joke on me. I told them to shut up and I threw a pillow at the direction of the sounds. I fell asleep and then woke up late for school.
After school, I confronted my sisters to tell them to stop going in my room and making noises. My sisters Taylor and Caitlyn both looked at me confused and told me I was crazy. I decided to forget about it and later when it was time to go to bed, I locked the doors. I woke up at five� in the morning because of a soft childlike laughter and saw a girl that looked about five standing beside my bed. She had long blond hair and wore an old fashioned pink dress with bows. She smiled at me and I froze. I couldn’t breath or scream. Then she disappeared and I ran out of room and went to sleep on the living room couch because I didn’t went to bother my dad and step mom because my step mom was a few months pregnant at the time. My dad woke me up and asked why I wasn’t sleeping in my bedroom. I lied and said I had a nightmare.
I used to see the little girl in my parents house and now I don’t feel afraid anymore. I don’t know about the black shadows that my sister Taylor saw and years later, I’ve asked her about it and she says that she wasn’t making it up. I’m twenty two and in collage now and my step mom gave birth to my twin step brothers Lucas and Jonah who say that they hear whispers and hear the stairs creaking.
My second youngest sister Caitlyn said she sees the same little girl that I saw because she sleeps in my room now. I believe them and this changed my view of the paranormal and I believe in ghosts now.
Written by Cassidy Mason, Copyright 2010