Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

So my story begins in the spring of 2000 I was 9 years old when it began and started me into this path of the occult and paranormal. My parent’s had just purchased their first house and for the next 7 year’s this house would be our home. Before this we had lived in a 3 bedroom apartment me my 2 brother’s my sister and my mother and father. So needless to say to finally move to a 2 story 4 bedroom house minute’s from downtown Omaha well we were excited.

At first we didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary the house itself was almost 100 year’s old so all the noises were passed off as just the house settling. Now a year or so had gone by and as you could imagine 3 growing boy’s living together we played rough and we had put some damage into the this house (which my dad was always furious about) And that’s what I think agitated the first spirit A man who had killed himself in what to later find out was mine and my younger brother’s room. I would wake up every few night’s to find our closet door open when I was sure we had closed it now what frightened me though was I always felt as though I was being watched even when my brother was sound asleep. At first I didn’t tell anybody but after a few month’s I finally confided in my sister who admitted to experiencing the same feeling. Well at that point I had hung a crucifix above the doorway coming into the room and had a rosary hanging right above the closet. And after I that I felt relatively peaceful.

A few more month’s pass and boy’s being boy’s we had my other two brother’s get into a fight where my older brother had thrown my younger brother through the drywall in the hallway outside my room, now my dad furious about this had them fix it but then modified it so we could place a fan blowing the cold air from the hall into my room during the summer. Well summer passed and when winter came I took the fan out and stored in the basement, but the following night I started waking up again in the middle of the night with a new feeling of being watched. this goes on again for another couple month’s and one night I wake up with this horrible urge to use the bathroom, so I get up and walk out my room and as I turn into the hallway I saw what appeared to be a young woman laying nude in our hallway closet, well as you can imagine being around 12-13 at the time I was about as scared as a rabbit when it spot’s a coyote I run downstairs turning on every light as I pass it and wake up my mom and try to tell her what I saw. So she walks upstairs with me and when we get their the closet was empty. She passes it off as I was dreaming so she heads downstairs, I follow her having that same feeling of being watched, needless to say I spent the night in the living room with the TV on that night.

The next night I went to back to room. About a week goes by and again wake up and I gotta use the bathroom so I quietly get up and this time I look out my door and see the hallways empty and I feel alone so I head out but when I get to the stairs I freeze she was their again looking out the window towards an old tree in our backyard I don’t remember if she looked at me or past me but she waved towards it and vanished. Again I wake up my mom (my dad works nights so he was never home when this happened) and this time she doesn’t even bother getting out of bed. So that night once again I go sleep in the living room.

The next day was Saturday I go to let our dogs out to into the backyard and my dog bear run’s straight to the tree she waved to the night before and start to try to dig under a root so me being the curious one I am goes and get’s a trowel from the garage and heads over I dig about a foot under the root and I found an old looking skeleton key buried their. The weird thing was their was nothing in the house that this key could open so I just kept it believing if I kept it safe I could figure out where it goes. (Up until a few week’s ago I still had the key) Now I understood that the woman wasn’t dangerous but I only saw her one other time I woke up normal time and roll over and that hole in my wall leading to the hallway I saw her looking in and I could’ve sworn she winked at me before I blinked and she vanished. That was the last time I saw her.

We lived in that house for another 5 year’s before moving out to the suburbs and a lot of weird stuff including some dangerous stuff had happened in that time, from items moving or my mother being pushed down the stairs. I believe that something had opened a portal in that old house that let all sort’s of paranormal entities into it. Now over the years I increased my knowledge of the occult and paranormal and a few weeks ago the journal I took notes in just vanished in the middle of the night as well as the woman’s key. I don’t know why but maybe something came through she wanted me to stop… I just don’t know.

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