Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

It all started when we moved into a new house, when we were re-modeling our new house we found an old cabinet. My mom and dad had it in their room, then a few weeks later all this weird stuff started to happen.

When I went to school, my mom would go to work and my dad would stay home. When I come back from school my mom would come home and my dad would go to work. When he left there would be foot steps running across the landing, and I would be in the kitchen, that’s when my mom calls me and asks if I was up stairs but I kept saying no. My dad came home and you would hear foot steps going across the landing again. When my dad comes in he would ask me if I was up stairs in the window. At this point I thought they went crazy, or just seeing things.

But this time I was in the kitchen and my dad came in. I was looking behind my dad and I saw someone, it looked like a young boy. When my dad came into the kitchen the boy tagged along. I ran to my mom and was so scared it looked like I was so horrified that I was scared for life. I was telling my mom that there’s a little boy following my dad and I pointed to my dad, the boy turned around and my mom couldn’t see nothing but me… now she thought I was crazy. He faded away and I didn’t see him again for a while.

My dad went to work and I was behind my mom once again, more foot steps but coming down the stairs. All of a sudden when my dad left we heard a voice say bye dad. I was so scared as it come from behind me. My mom could see a small boy now.

Later we sat in the living room until my dad came back from work after getting a call. He left at 12 pm and got a call at 2 pm. This was when we heard doors slamming.

My dad came home and my mom was crying, she was saying, “there is something going on, when you leave foot steps run across the landing, and when you come back. Only today a little boy said, “bye dad.” At this point my dad thought that they left the cabinet here for a reason. It was haunted by a little boy. My dad got rid of it and every time my dad left and came back we heard nothing. It was finally over, even though I missed having him around at times when he didn’t scare me.

I was 8 when this happened, I’m 14 now.

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