Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I’ve known for a while my house has been haunted. When we moved into it, when I was about 11 years old, I took the upstairs bedroom, my little brother took the main floor, and my parents retired to the basement. Now I’m 18 and my parents have gone on a two-week trip, which means I’m left here to watch my brother who is now 11.

A year ago, he made me trade bedrooms with him because he was having trouble sleeping at night. I used to go downstairs to sleep with him because I’d hear him yelling or crying. The very second I would walk into the room, the activity always stopped. He’s claimed to have seen a solid white figure, to have been touched, and to have been generally bothered by noises throughout each night. I’ve also had a couple of experiences while sleeping in his top bunk when he was too afraid to fall asleep.

My brother had a train clock, that had an alarm that was extremely loud. A train would come out of a tunnel, go around the clock, and go back in the tunnel. It plugged into a wall and also had a back-up battery. About three years ago, I was sleeping in his room with him and it was about 1:30 at night. The clock alarm started blaring, and the train was going around the clock a lot faster than it usually does. Still, no big deal, right? Except I literally jumped from the top bunk to the floor, grabbed the clock, and unplugged it, and the train was still going. The noise was incredible, it immediately woke my brother and I up and he could not stop crying. He begged me to make it stop. I went to find a screw driver, came back, and opened up the back. My parents were awake and angry at the noise they thought we were making, so they came upstairs to see what all the fuss was. The very moment my mom’s foot crossed into his room, the alarm stopped.

I’ve also noticed when I go into his room, I feel it go from heavy to light, and I’ve often heard footsteps walking back and forth outside as if it were pacing and waiting for me to leave so it could come back inside. Because of this, I haven’t really been afraid of being in the room because it always seemed to leave.

My brother decided to switch bedrooms with me because he couldn’t take it any more and he believed a move would help him. I took his room for a year and literally nothing happened, but then I started experiencing some weird things. Banging on the walls and flashes of light that would look exactly like someone was pointing a laser pointer or flashlight at a wall. It didn’t have a source, and it was always green, and it would just sort of move around in an area and then disappear. That was all fine by me, I could put in ear plugs and close my eyes. I never had bad dreams or night mares, nothing ever touched me, so I figured maybe it had ended.

In the past two nights, things have been getting incredibly scary. My calendar flew across my bedroom from a table to a window, and lay on the floor. I had a tube of lip gloss sitting on top of a very concave box, and it started rolling up one side, and then down and up the other. It wasn’t slowing down, instead it picked up speed. My guitar, (thankfully in its case) went from being propped up against a wall, to banging against a very heavy floor lamp I have by my bed. I saw the lights a couple of times and eventually just turned on all of my lights and fell asleep listening to my ipod to try and drown it out because I have to be at work early in the mornings.

With my parents gone (and they’re skeptics anyways) it’s just my baby brother and I alone in this house. We’re both afraid of what might happen, and we want to know if there are ways we can take to make it stop, fast, or any advise to get it to leave us alone. Please help asap!

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