I’m not sure whether I should classify this as a ghost story, or a “monster” story, but in my mind what happened in my life seems paranormal.
I’ll start by telling one of the scariest things I’ve ever heard in my life. I was 14 years old at the time. I lived in my grandparents old house with my parents, my 3 brothers, 2 sisters and my cousin Brayden.
Brayden’s parents didn’t keep care of him very well his whole life, so he was somewhat troubled but still a pretty normal kid like the rest of us. He was a year younger than me, so I guess we could say we were the same age. He was living with us for only a short time, about 4 months. My father had a very important job as a leader of our small community, so he and my mother were always away for business trips.
One night while the parents were away on a trip (we never had babysitters since my sister was 17) we all decided we would drink alcohol (since it was new and exciting at the time) my older brother and sister invited a few of their friends over and got one of them to buy us all booze. The night had just started, and we were all in the basement. Suddenly, Brayden came racing downstairs (he wasn’t into the drinking) he was in tears, completely terrified. We all stopped to ask what was wrong. His story went somewhat like this:
He claimed he was upstairs, minding his own business. He went to the kitchen to grab a cup of water, but something caught his eye outside. Thinking it was an animal (bears, moose, deer and coyotes are common in our area) he put his face and hands on the glass to get a better look at the dark outdoors. Looking out towards the bushes he claimed he saw something that literally changed him. He saw a figure of what looked like an animal almost, but much worse. The first word he used to describe this “thing” was ugly. He said it was ugly, with large piercing red eyes. Not a glowing red, but dark red he said. He said it was staring at him, like it knew it was scaring him. He backed away from the window slowly but still kept eye contact with the creature. He said it turned it’s head sideways like a kitten would, almost playful..and then smiled at him. He said it was absolutely terrifying. This was nothing he’d ever seen before, and it smiled with a large teeth baring smile. He said it’s teeth were yellow, and all pointed. At that point he lost control and tears filled his eyes, and he ran to the basement but demanded none of us look outside.
Everyone, being buzzed and feeling brave, went upstairs and checked out the windows and doors.
One of our friends even went outside to look. There was nothing there. No scary animal, no ghost, nothing. Thinking he’d lost his mind, everyone shrugged it off except me. Brayden finally got the nerve to go back upstairs. I accompanied him into the upstairs bedroom, and stayed there with him until he slept. I was really scared, and I truly believed him. To this day I still get chills thinking about it, and wondering why it only came to see him.
I know this seems like a monster story or unfitting for this site, but I believe this being was an evil spirit, sent to scare us with it’s presence. Believe it or not, I have never seen Brayden cry or be so terrified of anything, and that’s why I believe him when he says it just wasn’t right.
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