I was laying in my bed not able to fall asleep. It was a hot summer night. My parents and sister were all asleep. It was pitch dark outside. All of a sudden I hear my dog barking like crazy downstairs, and then my room got really cold. I got kind of afraid so I got up from my bed and stood at the top of the staircase, deciding if I should check downstairs or not. I then decided I was too scared, and went back to my room.
Then the barking stopped. I was somewhat relieved. I then decided that if I were to fall back asleep, it would be bright and sunny and my parents would be awake so I wouldn’t be afraid anymore. But that wasn’t until I heard sounds downstairs. Never have I heard sounds this audible. I heard laughter downstairs. Laughter from children, men, women, almost as if it were a party. Then they started clapping. I couldn’t see them at all considering it was coming from downstairs and I was upstairs in my room. I was petrified. I couldn’t move. I was frozen. I just listened.
Finally when they stopped laughing, I heard footsteps coming up the steps. Immediately, without even thinking, I dashed out of my room. I quickly turned on the hallway light, and ran down the stairs. I then froze. There stood at the end of the downstairs hall was a tall man. My eyes widened. I couldn’t see his face, but I could tell he was staring back at me. I then ran so fast back up my steps and hid under my covers in my room. When I started hearing footsteps again I just whispered “Get out get out get out get out!” And I never heard these ghosts all week, and I hope not to hear them ever again or see this man.
Sent in by Carrie, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com