Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

This happen to me about seven years ago. I was 15 years old, my cousin just moved into a duplex kinda house and I went to live with her for a while because I was always fighting with my mom at home. I remembered the neighborhood was ghetto and so was the house. Someone even stole the a/c before my cousin moved in. Anyway the house had like an indoor porch and when I first walked in I saw a red stain on the floor near the entrance. I asked my oldest cousin what it was, but she didn’t know. It looked like dry blood to me. I even joked about it saying that some crackhead probably robbed somebody here and stabbed them.

The place had two bedrooms: one was for my cousin, her boyfriend and her kids, and the other one was for her younger sister, my other cousin. I slept in a room (well not exactly a bedroom) opposite of what they used for the living room. I think it was the second night I slept there, I couldn’t sleep because people kept going to the bathroom. I could hear someone walk over to the bathroom. But the weird thing was the light in the bathroom never came on. I just thought one of my cousins pee with the lights off like my dad does. Yea my dad does, scared me half to death too when I pop on the lights and he’s sitting there on the john.

Anyway continuing with the story. I asked my oldest cousin if it was her getting up and going to the bathroom she said no, I asked her boyfriend and he said no, and my other cousin who was known to sleep walk said it wasn’t her. Well I’ll be honest the first thing that popped into my mind was ghost. But I didn’t say anything and tried to be skeptic of myself.

One time we came home from the store and saw through the window inside the indoor porch someone walking around and the lights were on. My cousin’s boyfriend told me to go round back and wait there and he handed me a crowbar in case the intruder came out back. I thought the a/c thief returned or something. My cousin called the cops and they went to check the house but nobody was in there. There was also no sign of forced entry either considering the neighborhood to be full of crackheads running around. This was the second week too.

The scary things start happening about a week later I think. I remember sleeping on the futon bed across from the living room, there was a closet near the couch used to store cleaning supplies and stuff. My feet points toward that closet too. It was cold, I tried to warm myself up and I had two blankets. I felt a strange kind of feeling in the living room. Like I was being watched. So I looked down at my feet, toward the closet. I don’t see anything but I remember grabbing one of those remote controlled monster trucks that was on the floor nearby and getting ready to chuck that thing at whatever.

Okay, this is weird, while I’m sitting here typing I find the light in the laundry room is on when it was off minutes ago. What?

Anyway back to the story, I was staring at the closet and getting sleepy when slowly something black came out from the door. The closet was still shut, but something black came out the door. I froze but kept watching. I watched in horror and finally realized that it was a face. The face had no eyes, only black sunken holes where the eyes should be  and the mouth was open wide. That thing was looking to it’s left and right slowly moving it’s head silently. I finally got the willpower to send that monster truck in my hand flying towards the closet and it made a loud thud and fell to the ground. In a quickness my cousin’s boyfriend came out with a golf club.

My two cousins came out from their rooms shortly after and I explained to them what I saw. I was pretty shook up and my hair still stood up straight. I told my other cousin that I wanted to sleep in her room. Well more like demanded. My younger cousin admitted to seeing a black figure walk past her room and thinking it was her sister’s boyfriend who had just came home from work.

On a following Saturday my cousin called friends, family and the Buddhist monks over to bless the house. That day the house was filled with the smell of incense and chanting. One monk went around sprinkling water around the house with a bundle of some sorta plant in which he dipped into a golden bowl. The monks gave me some sacred white thread to wear but I turned it down because I was Christian and would prefer a crucifix or a bible or something. After the ritual or whatever I still went to sleep with my cousin. Sacred thread was strung around the closet door knob and a bowl of salt was placed on the floor next to the door. I don’t know what the salt is for maybe someone can clue me in?

A couple days later me and my cousin’s boyfriend are watching TV on a late Saturday night. Suddenly the TV looked like it was distorted, a couple seconds later I realized the TV wasn’t messed up I could still hear the audio real clear. Something was blocking the TV! Something dark and black. and it moved away from the TV seconds later. What I didn’t get was if it was a ghost wouldn’t the light of the TV light the ghost up and shined through its body? This thing was blocking the screen like it was solid and everyone else was asleep except for me and my cousin’s boyfriend.

About three days later they decide to move out. Well, it was only a temporary place to stay anyways. We stayed there for two months only. My cousin finds an apartment and I go back to my own home. My older cousin tells me her side of the story about how when she comes home from work her room would be locked even though it is kept unlock because of no key. My younger cousin says that she saw the same dark thing once walking around outside on the porch and it looked like a shadow. Same goes for my cousin’s boy friend who comes home at 1 am in the morning and he says he sees the dark figure waiting in the indoor porch. He says he always had to come through the back. Sometimes if something scares me I go sleep with my kid brother. But this wasn’t the last paranormal thing to happen to me.

Sent in by “crimson”, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com