Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I was 18 years old at the time of this event and I currently lived with guardians at the time. All of the family members there have had some dealings with paranormal or unexplainable events happening to them inside of that house.

I can’t remember the exact time but I know it was dark outside, if I had to guess I’d place it around 10 – 11 pm.  The house was empty except for my friend Rudy and I who were upstairs in my bedroom sitting around shooting the breeze.  We were talking about some kids in our high school when the electronic fan I placed in my window made a beeping sound and let it’s twin fans whirr. We both took note of it but I knew it was just a feature the fan had, once the air in my room would get too hot it would turn on for a second or so to cool the air.

This on and off effect occurred every 40 minutes to an hour so I didn’t think anything of it at the time. However, the noise did make a noticeable pause in the conversation so to get back on track I grinned towards my friend and said “Like my Devil fan?” Right after I said that the fan Beeped again and let it’s fans whirr on for a second, then it turned off again. A few things about this made me uneasy, the fact that it beeped more than what it was accustomed to (and I have owned that fan for years before and it always beeped only in 40 minutes to hour bursts depending on the temperature outside), how I had said the word “Devil”, and perhaps the most unsettling part was how it beeped in such a conversational beat with Rudy’s and my discussion to follow. That part stuck to me the most, just how it didn’t beep randomly seconds after we asked it something or interrupt with a beat before we finished asking our questions; it was always beeping in the perfect time as if something intelligent was talking back.

I could tell we both felt a little apprehensive about this but neither one of us wanted to let the other know we were uneasy so we shot each other sheepish grins. Rudy chuckled and said “Oh man! Hah hah, maybe something’s trying to talk to us.” Beep! whirrr. Still keeping up with this uneasy game I jokingly asked “Is something actually there?” Beep! whirrr. Rudy and I looked at one another not quite believing this was happening to both of us and we were hearing the same thing.

Feeling more uneasy about this I tried to laugh it off and joked to Rudy “I think whatever it is, it’s going to get you Rudy.” Dead Silence from the fan. A very frightening feeling came over me and my smile curdled on my lips as I got the impression that whatever was controlling the fan was thinking “No. Guess again.” My friend Rudy noticed the silence – and I later found out felt the same impression from it’s refusal to answer my statement. Rudy, very serious and calmly said, “No, not me; it’s going to get you; confirm that your going to get Josh.” Beep! Beep! Beep! Whirrrrrrrrr!

Rudy and I sat up straight looking at each other shocked and in disbelief. Rudy let out a scared yell and we got up to run out of the room. As we were running the fan went hay wire. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! The fans stayed on and the electronic beep was going off in rapid succession. It felt that whatever it was, was laughing at us maliciously and the beeps kept that tempo. It kept beeping and we could hear it go for another half a minute or so from where we were listening downstairs. We kept our ears strained for any more noise and a few moments later heard heavy footsteps walk around directly above us (my room was also directly above us). We wanted to leave so we gave ourselves a pep talk and charged upstairs to grab our shoes and phones. Nothing happened there and I strode to the fan to unplug it. I remember standing there hands clenched and trying to not let fear creep into my voice said in a stern and commanding voice, “I don’t know what you are, and I mean no disrespect by unplugging the fan, but you do not own this home and you will not make yourself known to me anymore.”

We still left the house that night and I’ve continued to have other experiences but none were as convincing to myself as the one with my friend and the fan.

Written by Josh, Copyright TrueGhostTales.com 2010