True Ghost Tales

Okay, so I live in an apartment which has been around since about 1975 or somewhere around that year. I’ve lived here for 3 years now. So, I guess the story begins around the second year of living here.

I was going down the stairs to go get a soda from the pop machine on the first floor. As I reached the second floor, which was a clearing with a window, and made my way to the stairs down to the second floor with apartments, I felt an odd, tingly feeling down my spine. Like somebody watching me. I turned, and nobody was there.

Now, I usually get my sodas at night, since that’s when my caffeine craving kicks in. I shrugged, and went down the stairs. I swear I heard the door opening and footsteps coming down the flight of stairs from the third floor hallway. I nearly had a panic attack. I shook off the thought, and continued on my way down the last flight of stairs. That’s when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I whipped my head around. Nothing was there! That’s when I knew there was something going on in my building. I got my soda and ran back upstairs.

That night, I lay in bed reading. I heard the door open. The door from the hallway. My dog and parents did nothing. I slid under my covers, and peered out to the kitchen. I knew what I saw. I just thought nothing of the black figure which stood in the threshold of the kitchen entrance. I thought I was seeing things. I mean, it was dark. The rest of the night, I felt like I was being watched form the hallway outside of my room.

Now every night I close my bedroom door, but I tell my parents that it’s because I don’t like the cats coming in my room. They’d call me crazy if I told them what I had saw that night. Even though they believe in those paranormal oddities like I do, I don’t think they would believe my tale. I just can’t tell anybody.

Sent in by Celest, Copyright 2012 TrueGhostTales.com