Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

One day my daughter Sarah started crying. So I walked over to her and she was pointing at our counter top. I looked up but saw nothing. She whined and said, “Mom he’s scaring me!”

A couple day later Sarah started moaning in her sleep and would run into my room screaming. I would gently shake her trying to wake her up but most of the time she would point behind me and cry. I started to get worried and I would ask her what she sees. She would say “He’s small and round with queer black eyes.” I would immediately picture a rat or a shrew that I wasn’t seeing but she would complain “No he’s Kyle.”

The next few weeks odd things would happen. Sarah would start to mumble stuff like “No Sarah I just want you to come with me.” or “Sarah but it’s a fun place. You would enjoy it here where no one can hurt you.”

The next year on Sarah’s eighth birthday she got a present from her grandmum. The present was a doll with beady black eyes and a crooked grin. Sarah’s facial expression was one of horror. Her skin was pale and she looked up at me and said “Look, it’s Kyle.”

The next day when Sarah was off to school I would find Kyle everywhere I went. If I was washing the dishes or cleaning up my living room I would find Kyle near by. One day as usual I found Kyle next to the couch. I picked him up and felt the need to look at him. His mouth seemed to get larger and his eyes were smaller with a very grim expression. I thought it was my imagination and I put Kyle in Sarah’s toy bin.

Sarah one day ran up to me and had Kyle clutched in her hands. She said “Mom he’s changing and I don’t like it!” I looked at Kyle and his mouth was stretched half way across his face with a mocking smile.

On October first I had a dream that a voice was calling my name from above my head in a dark room. There was a dripping noise and a muffled cough every once in a while. The voice was saying that Sarah’s changing with Kyle and it’s soon over.

After that I usually kept a good eye on both Kyle’s face and Sarah’s . Every week Sarah look skinner and paler and her hair seemed to be thinning out. I looked at Kyle and he was plumper and skin had a bit of color to it.

I was worried about Sarah so I decided Kyle needed to go. I then picked up Kyle and threw him in the garbage. Satisfied I walked over to tuck in Sarah and Kyle was sitting on Sarah’s lap with the biggest smile on his face ever.

This is actually a true thing that happened to my daughter Sarah. I actually went mental and tore the doll into pieces and then burned the pieces and covered up with holy water.

Sent in by Sommer Griffith, Copyright 2010