Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

This happened on Pennsylvania Ave. in Topeka, Kansas

Ten years ago I had moved back to Kansas after a bad break up and bad news I had received of my grandmother being ill. I moved into the house with my aunt, three year old cousin and grandmother. They had told me stories of how they would wake up in the middle of the night hearing what sounded like a woman in heels running down the stairs. Also of my three year old cousin waking up in the middle of the night screaming of a man standing over him with a knife. Now me being a skeptic at first I didn’t believe them but soon after I started experiencing things myself.

At first it was someone walking down the hall from my room to my aunts room, which I thought it was someone in the house just walking around but things quickly progressed from there. One night I was coming home and as I got out of my car and headed up to the house I looked at my aunts window and saw a man standing there. No men lived in the house! So I was very freaked behind that.

In the attic there were old whiskey and beer bottles that would roll down the stairs by themselves. Shadows would duck behind the couch when you came down the stairs like they were waiting to jump out and scare you when you walked by.

Another night I was coming in from work and was by myself. I went to go up to my room to change and take a shower. As I was going up the first flight of stairs and was on the landing I heard a man’s voice loudly telling me “Don’t come up those stairs.” I then turned around and left the house and didn’t return until the next day. I told my family about it and we all had been experiencing the same things.

It wasn’t too long after that we decided to move out of the house. In the process of moving I still kept seeing the man in the window but now he had made his was to the back door window right next to the driveway. I don’t know how to describe the numbing, scary feeling that I felt but I knew that if any of us had went back into that house it would probably be the last place we ever would live in. The whole house was scary but that man was the worst part of it. I just knew that if he could have he would have come out into the driveway and ended my life right there. It was like he hated us for being there but wanted us dead for leaving him.

I never spent another night in that house but my aunt was sleeping one night and she thought that her son had got into the bed with her but when she rolled over there was no one there but you could see the impression of an adult in the bed right next to her like they were still laying right there with her. We still talk about all the things that happened there and they still scare me to this day. Some people don’t believe in ghosts but 90% of my family does, we are all survivors of ghosts still mad at the world even after death.

I hope you get some kind of education from this story. Even though you cant see something doesn’t mean its not there. We can believe in aliens, bigfoot, loch ness but not ghosts. Well I am now a true believer.

Written by Natasha, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com