Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

When I was a young girl I remembered my father being a drunk. One night he came home all mad and he started hitting my mother. My mom was covered in blood and she was lying on the floor all hurt, she finally got up from the floor and started making him dinner. After he finished eating my mom walked him to my room so he would sleep well. I remember my mom putting him to bed and turning the lights off, then we both went to the living room to watch TV.

I remembered watching Jaws that night, all of a sudden we heard my father screaming for help. I got so scared because I never heard him so scared like that. Well my mom and I ran to open the door to my room, but it seemed locked, but how could this be? my mom said, my door knob was just plain and it couldn’t be locked from both sides. So why did my door knob feel locked? My mom struggled for a few minutes trying to open the door. Finally she managed to open the door and we saw my father up in the air like if he was hanging from something then a few seconds later fell feel down. He was so scared that he sounded sober, he told us to get away from there and he ran as far away from my room, when we saw my dad he seemed almost pale looking, he had scratches on his chest as if he got into a fight or something. My mom had asked him “What happened to you”? Are you Ok? The only thing that came out of my fathers mouth was, “THE DEVIL, the devil was trying to take me away with him.” At first I thought my dad was only saying that to scare me but he was serious about it, he said that the devil wanted him and was trying to bite his neck. I thought to my self, it sounds more like a vampire then the devil to me, why would the devil want to bite his neck anyways?

Anyway we all were too freaked out so we all fell asleep in the living room, and the next day my dad told us the story again, but this time he said that he heard a mans voice, then he heard some one opening my closet door, he wanted to show us where he saw it come from, and since it was day time I really wasn’t scared that much. We all went to my room then my dad opened my closet door and we saw this figure of a man standing inside my closet as if it was asleep, its arms were on his chest and he was all black, with long finger nails and he had wings. The weird thing about all this is that a few day later I saw it in my room.

I was watching TV in the living room. We had the hall light on so that way it could reflect light into my room, but that night the light only reflected half way. I saw a dark shadow standing in the middle of my room, then he took his hand out and started moving his index finger asking me to come to him with his reddish yellow eyes. I was so scared that I couldn’t move at all. I was screaming for my parents but they couldn’t hear me at all, how could this be they were ten feet away from me? Anyway when I turned my head back to see him he was already next to me. All he did to me was he had lifted me up and he kissed my forehead and my neck, then he left, just like that.

We never say IT again, but sometimes when I’m in the dark I feel like someone is there with me. I sometimes wonder if it was a vampire or something else. What do you think?

Written by Nayomie, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com