Alright,I know you get this a whole lot, but honest I figure my house is haunted. I’m only 11 years old and this has been happening since I was like 5, which is as far back as I can remember.
I remember sleeping with my mom and dad in the winter; I remember my daddy getting up to turn the wood in our fire, and I only remember raising up to look at him and watch him, then I swear I remember seeing some freakish black figure raise up and it’s head shape was so weird looking like, I know this probably sounds funny about the whole head thing but I promise, and it didn’t really look like a person, it was weird and it didn’t have any feet you know, like how ghostly figure you really can’t quite see the feet thing going on. And that had been happening a lot, but it was so strange.
I also remember, I think I was like� 7 and a half, and my mom would get up at like, 6:30 am and my older sister, Tiffany, she was only like, 15 or 16, but anyway, my mom would be at work and this was in the summer so I did not have any school, and I remember her coming into mom’s room and waking me up for breakfast and so I told her I would be there after I woke up more, then all of a sudden there was like a shadow by my moms closet at the far end of the room, and it was so weird it’s head was like, alright this is gonna sound so stupid, but, it’s head was like, in the shape of like a clover…. weird, I know; and then I stared for like 8 seconds, then it just like, looked like it waved it’s hand in the air, then I did it to see if it was like, me stretching, or something and I did it at a different time, and it was so weird. Then it like turned around and started for the door, then like vanished.
I have two more moments to share then I’ll leave you all alone.
One time at my house we had my Uncle Steve and my Aunt Jenny ,and cousin lil’ Stevie ,and we were all at my house about to go to bed, then the thunder storm had knocked out the power, and we decided to have a little fun and tell ghost stories, which I wasn’t really that much into since me and my cousin Stevie were like, 9 or younger, and my dad and I ain’t that much into it, but my dad wasn’t there, he was like at work or something, I don’t remember.
Anyway my Uncle Steve started to get a little carried away with his and walk into my sisters old bedroom which is now our guest room, and he acted like he forgot his jacket and deliberately doesn’t even turn the light on, which we could tell because it is in part of our living room, and he slams the door acting like something got him. Then when he came out, laughing at the fact he scared his wife, my Aunt Jenny, and then we all see like, a light-not a figure, but a light float by our window, and it couldn’t have been a person holding a flashlight, or something because we have a fence, and you couldn’t see it coming from the streets or sidewalk because it wouldn’t shine that far from that distance.
The last story before I quit bugging you, one time, me and my mom were going upstairs to go to bed and my mom likes to light candles during the day, and before we went to bed I know for a fact that she blew it all the way out because afterward I like to mess with the wicks while she went to go to the bathroom. Then that morning the candle was lit and would not blow out! So freaky to me ,but mom doesn’t even know what happened to this day.
So that’s pretty much all my ghost like experiences. Thanks for your time, sorry I bugged you so much with it, oh yeah, I’m so sorry but I have one more, last week, I woke up at 3:31 am and heard a baby crying! And I was half-asleep and did not know what time it was,so I suspected it might had been morning and that my sister and her baby were here and that her baby was crying until I looked at my Nintendo DS, then when I was awake enough to see the time, it faded away and I wasn’t dreaming about a baby or anything like it, SO FREAKY.
Okay,I’ll leave you alone now, thank you for your time,see ya!
Written by Victoria Barker, Copyright 2008