Since I first knew that I would be moving into this house, I don’t like it. I was taken to see it when it was empty, and I got a strange vibe from the rooms. In the apartment my family used to live in, a guy had died right in front of my mother’s room and the room my brother and I each had at different times, so naturally I was happy to move. But now I wish I’d stayed…
I don’t know when it happened, but after I’d moved into the new house, I noticed a figure following me. It was small and black and would often make a high pitched laughing noise. At first I believed this to be from my old house, but then I realized that what I’d seen there had been almost… friendlier. For a while, this thing only followed me in the upstairs hallway and bathroom.
In what was the bedroom my sister and I shared, I would occasionally see a face staring at me from the window, on the second story. I felt it watching me even when I was right below the window, and in bed out of view. Eventually it got to the point where I couldn’t even go in that room, much less upstairs.
In the upstairs bathroom, there are at least two demons, one a menacing old lady and the other a tall young man. The lady will make the water pressure of the shower low, and will cause the water to either be much too hot or much too cold, depending on where I have the nozzle. The man will steal important things, such as toilet paper and soap.
In the stairway, there seems to be a native American tribe, all died off. Sometimes I feel like I’m being struck with several arrows in the hallway. I live about 30 miles away from Portland, and I wonder if there might have been a small native American tribe that died in the area.
Now we come to my mother’s room. The sliding glass door sometimes opens by itself, and when closed the blinds will sway as if by a breeze. Sometimes I’ ll see something oddly shaped in the corners, but the real demon is in her walk-in closet. There, is a demonic clown that makes my mother sick. Since moving in, my 38 year old mom has gotten arthritis, fibromyalgia, and other diseases. The clown makes an odd sound and rotates it’s head into odd angles.
Downstairs, I’ll see things looking in at me from the windows and sliding glass doors. I will also see things,in each corner. In the downstairs bathroom, things come out of the washer and dryer, as well as the mirror.
This now brings me to my current room, where black figures live in the closet and on my bed, as well as the floor. My room is on the top floor also, and I will see faces outside, hear banging on the wall, and hear footsteps above me when I’m in there.
Yes, my house is haunted, and they follow me everywhere. I haven’t been on this site since I posted Just A Warning, and since then many more weird things have happened to me.
Sent in by Maya, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com