Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

This was my first and hopefully only ghost encounter. When I was 14 years old, I liked scaring my younger sister. At night I would usually hide behind doors and jump out shouting ROAR! Sometimes she would jump out of her skin and other times she would just stand there and say “I knew you were there.” One night my parents were out and it was just me and my sister. I decided I had to scare her good that night so I made a plan.

My sister was 12 years old and she roughly went to bed at around 10:00 pm so about 5 minutes before 10:00 pm I climbed into her bed, hid under the duvet and waited for her to come upstairs. It was the perfect plan! She would come upstairs, pull back her duvet to get into bed then I would jump up and scare the life out of her. But I had no idea what was about to happen.

I could slightly here the TV downstairs so I knew that once she turns it off that’s when she will be on her way up. I waited and waited and waited but the TV remained on and I couldn’t here any movement down stairs. I was getting slightly tired, probably because I was bored waiting so I just decided to close my eyes. But then I couldn’t hear the TV anymore I listened to see if she had just turned the volume down but then I started to hear footsteps coming up the stairs. My heart raced with excitement I couldn’t wait to throw back the duvet and scare the hell out of her.

As the footsteps got right up close to the bed I braced myself ready to jump out. As the footsteps stopped right by the bed I threw back the duvet but then just froze in horror. Standing there wasn’t my sister but a girl I didn’t recognize. Her hair was covering her face and she looked pale and wrinkly like she had drowned or something. Even though her hair was covering her face I could still see her facial expression and she looked angry.

I let out a little cry then I jumped off the bed (avoiding the girl) ran down stairs and burst into the living almost crying with shock. My sister had fallen asleep on the couch but she woke up because she heard all the commotion. She saw me shaking and she tried to comfort me and she said “Dale, stop, you’re scaring me. What’s happened?” I calmed down a little and I told her the whole story. She managed to convince me that I just fell asleep, dreamt the whole thing, then woke up assuming it really happened and ran down stairs as I did.

After a few minutes I just accepted that it probably was just a dream and that I was being stupid. My sister turned on the TV and we both started watching it. Just to get my mind off things I turned to my sister and said “why did you turn off the TV and then fall asleep on the couch, why didn’t you go straight upstairs?” Then my sister looked at me confused and said “I didn’t turn off the TV, I thought you did.”

Sent in by Dale Bebbington, Copyright 2010