I live in Rogers, Arkansas, now. My daughter is 12 and my son is 14. About a year ago my daughter was in our room (we share a room) listening to the High School Musical soundtrack. Our room is huge and at that time we had it set up in a way that there was lots of room in the middle where she could practice her dances.
I was watching TV in the living room when she came flying in. She jumped into my lap trembling so hard she was shaking me. We’ve dealt with enough that I knew she had just seen another ghost. Even though it is common for her, it still unnerves her at first. When she finally calmed down and could talk, she told me that a little girl appeared in the middle of the room twirling around dancing. She was blonde with curly pigtails and was wearing a purple sundress dress with different colored flowers on it.
I asked her if she wanted to go in the room and say a prayer to help her leave and she said no, that she was so pretty and didn’t want to hurt her feelings. She did not let me leave her side all night.
Some time after that night my daughter saw a man in our closet. She drew him and he was scary. He had blonde hair with mean eyes and bags under them. All she saw was a brown torso. No arms or legs.
Another day I was cooking dinner when my daughter told me the girl was at the TV in the living room. You can see it from the kitchen so I looked but saw nothing. My daughter kind of put her head down like she was thinking then said, “Her name is Shellia (not Shelia) and she is 8 years old.” She told her she did not like the man in the house.
She saw her another time sitting on her bed with her legs folded but no feet and then a couple nights ago she saw her standing at the end of her bed with her hair down and a white night gown. This time she looked mad. I think I know why.
My son wanted to prove to his friends that she existed. He poured some salt on the table, asked her to spell her name in it and left the room. When they came back, the letters “GO” were written in it and “AT” in the sunflower seeds next to it. One of the boys had sat down on the couch while the other two looked at the salt and seeds. When they turned to him his eyes were dilated and he kept repeating “Goat” and “23″. He then started crying hysterically then burst in to laughter (maybe vise versa). My son and the other boy scooped up the salt and seeds in a Mt. Dew bottle and burned it in the back yard. When they came in the other boy was fine. Didn’t remember a thing. Since then, my son’s TV turned off on it’s own. The same night his radio volume went up and down and a guitar pick was thrown in his face while he slept.
I heard someone say “Dad” and my daughter has seen a white cloud in the hallway. She hears a man’s voice in her TV and whispering almost every day. The one kid has spent the night twice since and was possessed one of the times briefly and suffered from violent nightmares the other time that he does not remember. We know he had them because he screamed in his sleep and violently tossed and turned.
We are waiting for some people from Little Rock to come cleanse our house. Things have been crazy since they did that. I’m scared. I had to nutshell the last of this because I have to leave, but I will get back with y’all tomorrow.
Sent in by Denise, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com