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The Crying Girl

This is my second sorry I’m sharing with you (Was it the Boogeyman? being the first).

My now ex boyfriend told us that his house is haunted, we at first didn’t believe it… he always liked to scare us and pull pranks. He told us about this little girl, she was about 7 years old, has long black hair an is wearing her Pj’s. She cried in his closet and he sees her running up and down the stairs. Like I said we didn’t believe him. he told us to stay over on night to see for ourselves… we now wish we never did!

My friends Lee and Natasha said they will stay over with me, that night we slept in one bed in my exes room. We were making jokes, not expecting anything to happen really. We hear a little girl whisper “please don’t” or that’s what it sounded like. we kept quite and listened, but heard nothing, …

December 7th, 2010 by Caretaker 

Encounter with the Shadowman

I was all of four years old when I saw him the first time. I was staying over at my grandparents. It was the middle of the night and I had gotten up to go to the bathroom. As I came down the wooden staircase I held on to the railing with the front door before me. As I descended, I thought I had seen someone outside through the small window on the front door.

I had to know if he was really there. I hit the landing, ran, ducked and impaled myself to the door. Slowly I stretched upward tiptoe until I could see outside through the little diamond shaped window. There he was, blacker than night standing on the sidewalk in front of the house. I could tell he was a man, wearing a raincoat and hat but void of features and standing very still facing the doorway. He watched me watching him.

My heart pounded in my …

January 20th, 2010 by Caretaker