I grew up in a house that was built in 1918 with my grandparents, my mother and my brother who is 2 years younger than me. It was a three bedroom house, and my mom and I slept in one room, my grandparents shared another and my little brother had his own tiny room in the front of the house. This tiny room was where we kept our toys and where we would often play.
When I was young, my aunts, uncles and cousins would visit and the house would be full of people. On one particular day when I was about 7 or 8 years old, I was playing with my cousin Dee Dee, who is about 4 years old than me. We were in the hallway upstairs when we heard someone coming up the creaky stairs. We thought that maybe it was my younger brother or another boy cousin, so we decided to hide from them.
We went into the little room. I slipped under the dresser that was angled in the right front corner of the room adjacent to the twin-sized bed. Dee Dee climbed into the long, narrow closet.
I could see directly under the bed. In an instant, I saw and heard something that I will never forget.
One of the items that was kept in the room was a seventies-style, plastic Halloween costume. One of the ones that had a plastic mask with a thin rubber band that you could slip on over your face. Right before my eyes, it became animated and spoke to me.
The underside of the bed glowed and it told me that it was going to “get” me. Weirded out, but thinking that this was a prank by my cousin, I told the thing that I wasn’t afraid of it and that I knew it was just Dee Dee. It said to me, “No, I already got your cousin.” Then I looked to my left and I saw a clear as day image of my cousin laying on the floor and tossing her head back and forth and moaning in agony.
Okay, by then I was really weirded out and I told the thing it was not going to get me and to go away. The light faded out and it disappeared.
I climbed out from under the dresser and immediately confronted my cousin with her prank. She told me that she heard me speaking to someone, but that it was not her.
The kicker comes in when I learned from another cousin who once slept in the tiny front bedroom prior to the time I lived in the house. She told me that something once moved her bed into the center of the room and spoke to her too.
I don’t think it likes young girls, but it never once bothered my younger brother!
Sent in by Jennifer, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com
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That’s really weird. Something like that happened to me not quite sure if it was my imagination or if it could have being ghosts.
It happened from 4years of age till i was 10. My mam just taught it was because I seen scary movie’s. But i remember my old home bed beside the window . wardrope at the end it had like curtains covering it because my dad was fixing the doors on it, he kinda got lazy doing it tho ,and a desk beside my door
Every night i would hear footsteps around the landing (the space out side your bedroom for people who dont know that) but when my sisters go to sleep thats them done for the night they wont budge and my mam only moves from her room to go to the toilet but it was not my mam because her room was down stairs and the movement was happening outside my room and even if my sisters were awake and walking outside my room i would know because their bedroom door is realy noisy when its opened.
my bedroom door was normally closed over with a shoe holding it in place just to let some light in.but that night after i started to nod off the door started to push open and the shoe was dragging across the floor because off the door so i sat up wondering what it was i taught my one off my sisters where doing it to frighten me so i called their names expecting them to answer back saying ha ha you got me but instead it was pure silence for a few short moments and i heard a reply saying my name in a whisper sighing deep kind off voice (a bit hard to discribe) i started to scream because i was terrified not knowing what was going on so my mam runs up the stairs to me asking what was wrong i told her what happened she just taught i had a bad dream. so she stayed with me until i fell asleep
The next night i was fast asleep but i woke because my room was freezing i felt something move on top off my covers between my legs almost as if something was crawling up to me(sounds gay i now) but then it stopped but could still fell the pressure on my bed i then started to feel something breathing on my neck and whispering get out. i was so shocked that i couldnt move or even shout but eventually it stopped so i ran into my sisters room and stayed with them
a few days later i woke up in the middle off the night i felt kind off sick. i looked around my room because i was afraid due to what happened a few nights before hand. so i looked at the end off my bed and seen the curtain that was covering my wardrope moving slightly. i rubbed my eyes because i only woke up to see that it was being dragged as far as it could go and a deep voice shouted at me im not realy sure what it said to be completly honest my computer chair( the one that has wheels) started to move toward not long after that them nights we moved to a different house
I have had some experiences like that all in the same house -.-. The first was when my family first moved in. My room was hot as a sona at night and I kept waking up, from hearing someone scream my name, with cuts n bruises, but after a while it stopped. Then my room became ice cold n I began having this strange case of heart burn. Thats when I started getting into ghosts n paranormal stuff. Its stopped now but now every night I feel these arms wrap around me and then whispers say “You’re safe with me.”