Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I moved into my house just about nine years ago. It is a very old house, but nice enough for a big family like mine. I’m the youngest in my family, right now almost sixteen. Ever since I was five, I remember seeing things in this house. My first ever experience was the first day I moved in here. I laid down on my bed, which was facing the door to the hallway, and I fell asleep. About three in the morning, I woke up and looked out into the hallway, and it looked as if someone was standing there. I sat up to see clearer if it was my Mother or Father, but whatever it was ran away INCREDIBLY quickly. I just shook my head and fell back asleep.

The next happening for me was a few months later, when my father went fishing at night and my mother and I were watching television in the bedroom. It was almost nine at night, when I decided I was going to go to the bathroom before bed. I walked in there and turned the lights on, and when I looked in front of me, it looked like a pair of red eyes were staring at me. I didn’t do anything, I just waited for them to disappear, which they did.

I haven’t seen anything big until a few years later, when I was thirteen. I took a shower and walked into my bedroom, then slowly shut the door. I turned on the television and sat on my bed, waiting to dry a bit more before I get dressed. About a half of an hour passed by silently, but I heard something scratch on my wall. I looked over at a picture of my father and I  that was nailed into the wall, which was moving a little bit. Before I knew it, it flew off the wall and broke into a million pieces under my bed. I went to open the door to leave my room, when I saw a familiar shadow run down the stairs… at the same incredible speed.

I decided to talk to my family about it, and they as well had experiences they were too afraid to speak of. My father claimed he saw a man with sixties-like clothes on standing in the window while he was in the garage. He said he ran in and looked all around the house, and no one was there. Also, my sister claimed one night when she was coming home late, she was walking up the stairs in the dark. She looked up in front of her, and she said a man looking like he was from the sixties or seventies was walking up in front of her. We also shared some stories of odd noises and other happenings, there were a lot.

Not much happened after that, but a few months ago, I was home alone after walking home from school. I went upstairs to use the bathroom, and shut the door. From what I have noticed in the hallway, each door was open. Before I left the bathroom, I heard one door shut slowly. I walked out into the hallway to find that all of them were shut.

I told my dad, and he did some research on our house. Apparently, in the sixties, there was a fire in what is now my sisters room. It was caused by smoking. There was only one man living there at the time, and he was never found after that. There hasn’t been much activity going on since then, but I am not expecting this to end any time soon.

Written by Desiree, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com