This all happened In Bells Garden California on Luddell Street. I was four years old, and to this day I still remember what happened.
Me and my mom stayed up watching TV in the living room and we fell asleep. I don’t remember what time it was but it was already in the middle of the night when I woke up thirsty, so I woke up my mom to get me a drink of water since the kitchen was straight ahead like four feet away from the living room. I was too scared to go there because I didn’t like the dark.
When I was done drinking my water my mom made me take the cup to the kitchen so I went… and this is the weird thing nobody believes me but the good thing I know only god knows and that’s what matters… so all of a sudden I start seeing a hospital with old people with wheel chairs and coming out the electricity doors like if it was an old people’s hospital. All of a sudden it disappeared and at the end of the kitchen I turned to my left and on the wall there was this demon staring at me like in my face and I stayed paralyzed, I couldn’t move a muscle, I was just staring at it. Five seconds later I walked up to my couch just looking at it and my mom asked what was wrong and she said I looked pale like white which I’m light tan but she said there was no color in me and I was just shaking.
All of a sudden I start crying but it was just silent and I was just pointing at the kitchen. All she said was to lay down next to her and don’t look at the kitchen. She tried calming me down and we fell asleep for maybe about five to ten minutes and when all of a sudden we heard the steps and it was squeaking loudly. My mom was just looking straight to the kitchen since it was wood floor. All of a sudden we heard the dishes fall and the guy that stayed outside in the little house came running into the kitchen, because there was a door by the kitchen to get out the back yard, and there were no dishes broken, they were set in their place.
After we heard the steps running to the bathroom and we checked who was there and it was no-one the window was open which we had closed it before it was late because we always make sure if everything is closed.
The guy that lived in the little house in the back yard was a friend of ours and he always heard dishes falling only that this time I saw what caused it and I’m glad my mom experienced the fear I felt. Well that’s the end of my story and thanks for reading it, and hope you enjoyed.
Sent in by Elaine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com