Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Ever since I was a kid I’ve been fascinated with ghosts. But, ever since I was 7 every night I’ve herd voices but I blew it off as me just being paranoid. I’m 15 now and early in the year something that I’ve never told anyone happened that I’m sure ill never forget.

The voices in my head had been extremely loud one night and they kept me up, so I watched a little TV. I got really tired so I turned the TV off and tried to sleep. As I was falling a sleep I herd someone scream my name (At this time I was sleeping facing the wall) and I felt something, something not right, something that did not belong standing in my room. Now, this has happened to me many times before but I made a promise to myself that when ever this would happen I would never look… never.

I laid in my bed scared but I wouldn’t look. Then I heard a sound that caused my heart to stop. My bed is old so every time something was put on it it would creak and that’s the sound I heard. Something was sitting on my bed. Now my friend GG had told me that “ghost wont hurt you if they think your not paying attention but once you acknowledge that they are there your in trouble.” So I closed my eyes and held my breath. That’s when I heard “its” voice breathing deep but like it was choking. It was getting closer to me . I felt something. Something had shifted the weight on the bed and then it said “Your mine now” and I screamed and I looked up and saw my mom she said I was twitching in my sleep. It was light outside. I was sweating unbelievably and I took it as the most realistic dream I ever had.

The next night I was scared but skeptical to sleeping in my own room. So I decided ill hang out downstairs in my den for a while. ( my den is medium sized with a large back door that leads to the outside) I was downstairs watching TV and everything seemed normal. I got tired and decided I could sleep in my room. As I went to pull the shades back to lock my back door I looked and saw a black figure standing their with red eyes it slammed “its” hand against the door repeatedly as if trying to get in my house.

I tried to run as fast as possible up the stairs as I was running up the next set of stairs. It was standing there at the bottom of the steps screaming like it was in pain over and over.

I ran to my room as I turned around to close the door he was coming down the hall way. But “it” wasn’t walking “it” was hovering and it looked like his head was crooked to the left. I slammed the door shut.

I sat on my bed and curled up in the corner against the wall. I could here it scratching against the door. I threw the cover over my head closed my eyes and prayed. I said ” God I need you please what ever this is take it away.” I was crying.

It became silent. The neighbors across the street always left their front porch light on at night that shined right into my room and I kinda felt safe it was like my own night light but not tonight. It illuminated my room.

Then something was blocking the light like an eclipse. Right then I knew it was outside my window. So I peered out my window and it was standing in my front yard. I had to put my hands on my mouth to keep from screaming. I looked in the window again and “it” wasn’t their.

I turned to see “it” standing on my bed like “it” was being hung.

I calmly closed my eyes and prayed. I looked up and saw that we were face to face. “It” said “Your god is nothing”. I cried.

After about an hour I fell asleep under the cover. I texted my friend and told him everything the next day.  He told me to “take assertiveness. Ghosts love to sneak up on people so just act innocent and when it come around again do something anything make it know that it is not welcome”.

Later that night I walked out into my hallway into my the middle of house which is my living room turned all the lights out and I closed my eyes put my hands in front of my face closed my eyes, face the wall, and counted to ten. I turned around and said “God give me strength” I dropped my hands from my face and their they were. Hundreds of mangled broken bodies stand in front of me in a circle. Staring at me. I looked them in the eyes all of them and I began to tear up. I could feel a tear running down my cheek. I said in the strongest way I could come up with. “Please” Then they all held their hands out to try to touch me. I dropped to my knees and sat their. Wondering if I was going to die.

Then this bright light came and a hand reached out. I put my hand out to this persons. All the bodies started to scream at me. I think they were saying “no”. When I looked up to see whose hand I was grabbing it was the figure with the red eyes.

When I tried to pull away it wouldn’t let go. I looked up to see the darkness fade away in this smoke like something was on fire.

Turns out this “it” was a he and he wasn’t evil or good it was just their.But he helped me. After that I felt better like everything has been lifted off my shoulders.

I got on my feet walked to my room and had the best sleep of my life no voices nothing. Except when I woke up the next morning around 7 a.m. He was standing their smiling at me.I could hear his voice even though his mouth wasn’t moving. He said “I’m sorry I scared you “they” couldn’t know that I was helping you” He had to be in his 20s he had brown hair blue eyes broad shoulders and tall. Pretty good looking to be dead.

I hear voices from time to time but I no its just my imagination. He comes around from time to time to help me. Like if I lose my wallet it will just happen to appear right behind me. Or on holidays hell show up in the window just smiling never saying a word. I never found out his name but he’s become apart of my life. I actually kinda like him. If he weren’t dead I’d kinda have a crush on him.

It sounds like a movie I know. I feel odd talking about it but I know what I saw and no one can take that away from me.

Sent in by Stephany Stokes, Copyright 2009