Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I’m Mexican so, my ancestors were Mexican. Two of my ancestors were Santos and Nena. One night, I was sleeping in my room when my little sister, Madison, screamed as loud as she could. It was about 3:20 A.M. When I walked out, she said “She was there. She was there.” She said panting. “Who was there, Mad?” I asked while we sat down on the couch, I put my arm around her. “N-N-Nena.” She said, she was balling. (Just to let you know if you don’t, balling means crying really hard.) “Who’s Nena?” I said, almost crying because she crying. She was only four. She’s fifteen, now. But, she didn’t say who Nena was.

For one more week, this happened. (Summertime, no school.) I finally told my parents, who, by the way, are really heavy sleepers. So, they don’t know what happened. “For a week?” My mom said, she was really concerned. My sister screamed. She wasn’t in the room. Then, she ran into the kitchen. “Don’t catch me Santos!” She said, as she was running into the kitchen. “Santos! Please don’t say Santos!” She said in a panic. “Why?” I asked. “Santos and Nena were your ancestors. They want to get back at- at- at your friend, Kristy. Sarina, Sarina’s ancestors killed your ancestors. That’s why I never liked her.” She said, getting angrily.

After that incident, Madison stopped seeing Santos and Nena. But, one night, (still summertime) I was hungry, so I went downstairs to make me some popcorn and I saw Santos and Nena. It was the creepiest thing I have ever seen. Nena looked mad, but I could tell she wasn’t. Santos was calmed down, but he looked like he wanted to charge at me. Once Nena took a look at me, she vanished. Then, I guess Santos liked to be around Nena, so he did, too. But, he didn’t notice me. After that, I forgot I was hungry. So, I went back up to my room.

To this day, I was ten, there, now, I’m twenty-one, now, I have believed in ghosts. I don’t think Madison remembers it. I hope you believe this story. Thanks for reading!

Sent in by Kristy, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com