Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

When my mom and dad split up, me, my brother and my mom went to live with my nana and granddad. They both lived in a old house in Dormanstown. The man that used to live there told stories about him going to the toilet one night and going back into his bedroom which had changed, no-one never knew if it was true because he was always on drugs. He said that when he went into his room it was all decorated like a Victorian house.

My brother was only 10 at the time, but one night he woke up screaming. When my mom ran into his room to see what was wrong, his bed was shaking like crazy. My mom didn’t tell me what happened until we got out of the house, she just told me he had a bad dream.

One day my granddad and uncle were sat on the sofa. They both looked out of the corner of their eye and saw a hand go up the stairs, when they both looked the hand went back up down. My nana noticed that they looked really pale and asked what’s wrong. My granddad told his story and then my uncle said he saw exactly the same thing.

Other things happened in that house as well. My nana used to never be able to sleep nights so she’d go downstairs. Every time she’d go downstairs the fan would be turned on. Also my cousin who was only 9 at the time, was sitting with my nana and watched the light switch go down.

Neighbors used to tell my nana that they had seen a little boy standing in the spare room at the window. My brothers bedroom was in the spare room.

Finally, my nana and granddad decided to move. They were sick of the constant disruptions and sick of all the spiders and woodlice crawling around the house. When a woman went to view the house to see if my nana had looked after it, she came round my nanas new house straight away. She told my nana that she couldn’t check the house because she felt like someone was watching her, and then said now she knows why no-one ever lived in the house for long.

Sent in by Sammie Boardman, Copyright 2010