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The Ghost In The Guest Room

Posted on September 25, 2008

I used to live in Newcastle, Australia from the time I was 1 year till I turned 15. I then moved back to the states where I was born. However when I live in Newcastle, I lived in two houses. We moved into our second house in 1992 when I was 12 years old. It was a gigantic old house and it was pretty darn cool.

It was cool until a week later when I was in my room reading, my closet door slammed open. I don’t get scared too easily, but this certainly got my attention. I thought maybe it was one of my younger brothers trying to tease me because five minutes earlier I had been in the bathroom. I got off the window seat and walked over to the closet with my foam bat. I was about to hit one of my twit brothers with it when instead I hit air. I turned on the closet light and saw nothing. It creeped me out.  I went down the hall to tell my Dad. He can into my room and looked around the closet. He decided it was probably the vent. I told him the vent would close the door, not slam it open. He thought about that for a minute and asked if I wanted to sleep downstairs for the night. I said yes and slept down there that night.

The next night my dad asked if I wanted to sleep in my room again, and I said yes because one of my younger brothers was teasing me. That night I slept with the light on. Nothing happened, but I was still scared. Any little noise made my heart leap into my throat.

The next night wasn’t as quiet. Again I slept with the light on. Around 11 pm my closet door started to creak open. I watched it perfectly from my bed with the lights on. It wasn’t pleasant. I screamed to bloody hell and my parents came running. When they got inside the room my dad looked at the closet while it was still slowly opening. That night I slept with my mum and my dad took my bed. Nothing happened to him. He told me so the next morning, but said he would set a camera up for me that night to catch anything if it happened. He asked my brothers to camp out with me so I wouldn’t be scared. They agreed.

That night we all slept on the ground in our sleeping bags. My brother stopped making fun of me. It wasn’t so funny to him now that he was sleeping in my room. We all fell asleep. Around 4 am I was shook awake by my other brother. He had tears coming down his eyes. I looked at the closet and my heart felt like it stopped. It was opening again very slowly. My brother shook my other brother awake too. He kind of moaned when he saw it. It happened very slowly. Bit by bit. Then all of a sudden, half way through, it slammed open. It opened so fast that it put a small hole in the wall when we looked at it the next day. My brothers screamed and we all ran out of the room.

My Dad didn’t even ask any questions but went straight to my room and we followed. He looked in the closet. Nothing there. We started to all talk at once but he quickly told us to be quiet and grabbed the video camera that was propped up on my bed. He took it to his room and put it in the VCR. All five of us watched the door open then slam open on the TV. My dad didn’t say anything but just tousled my hair. He went back to the room and returned with our sleeping bags. We slept with them that night. The next day my Dad moved all of my belonging and my bed to the guest room. The guest room became mine and my old room became the guest room. Nothing happened in my new room. I was happy.

Two months later my Uncle came for a visit from the States. My Dad told him about the room and offered him my room. I would just sleep with my brothers in their room that they shared. He declined and said that he had always wanted to see a ghost. So we set his stuff up. The next morning he asked for my room. I didn’t know then because my parents wouldn’t say, but my Uncle told me a year ago that the closet opened by itself. He didn’t see it happen, but when he woke up to use the bathroom, it was open. He put a chaise we had in the room against the closet and for the rest of the night he listened to scratching coming from in the closet on the door. The next morning he was still too scared to open the door himself so he got my father and they both moved the chaise out of the way and opened the door. Nothing was there.

A year later my brother’s friend wanted to see the room and the closet after he was told about it all. Nothing happened but the guest room became an attraction for all my brothers’ friends and soon my friends who heard about it. My parents weren’t pleased but they were always gone at work when we came home from school. They couldn’t enforce the ban of no kids in the guest room. Also, since I had turned 13, they felt that a babysitter was no longer needed since it was only 45 minutes till they came home.

One day my youngest brother brought some kids by to see the closet again. Nothing had ever happened when a lot of kids came by, but that day was different. They all looked around the room for a bit and looked in the closet. Nothing interesting so my brother closed the door. I came in and told everybody that they needed to leave because my mum would be home soon. The minute I finished that sentence, the door slammed open. Everybody screamed and ran out of the room. Nobody cared about my mum coming home any longer. They all stayed downstairs and talked about it.

My mum came home and everybody told her what happened. She was not pleased. She sent everybody home and lectured us for about 20 minutes. When my dad came home, he was calmer but still not happy. We were told we could no longer go in that room. We didn’t need to be told twice.

Another year went by. We had all become used to the noises coming from that room. It scared us still, but we were content that it was only that room. A friend of my Mums stayed with us for about two weeks that winter. She was leaving her abusive husband and needed a place to stay. My parents warned her about the room and she agreed not to stay in it. Instead she took my room and I bunked with my brothers. It was only for supposed to be for three weeks so I didn’t mind much. One night she went upstairs to brush her teeth. The upstairs bathroom was across from the guest room. We heard running up above us and then she flew down the stairs. She was panicky. She started ranting that the bedroom door flew open in the reflection on the mirror and a “thing” was standing there. She said it was the size of a midget and dark. That’s all she saw because she took off running.

My dad grabbed the poker from the fireplace and ran upstairs with me. The bedroom door was indeed open and so was the closet door. We didn’t see anything else. My mum’s friend refused to sleep in the house and left that night to check into a hotel. My dad was angry and my mum upset. However oddly, nothing happened for a long time, not even noises. Then I turned 15. My dad was playing with the idea of moving back to the states. He missed his family and was offered a good job there. I was the only one who had been to the states but was only a year old when I was there. I was nervous about moving there. However it would mean that we would leave this house behind. That was good. We started talking about it a lot. It must have made whatever was there unhappy because things REALLY started happening.

At night when we watched TV together, we would hear running upstairs above us.  Sometimes we heard glass breaking upstairs but upon inspection, nothing was wrong. Then one night I woke up to my closet door opening in my NEW room. I saw something small looking out from the darkness of the closet. It wasn’t a thing like my mums friend had said. It looked more like a little girl. She looked mean though. That was too much for me. I screamed like Billy-O. My parents came running and when my dad caught sight of the closet door he ran over to it, turned on the light and looked inside. He then told me to go to their room and collected my brothers and had them sleep in their room too.  That was what made them to definitely decide we were moving whether we went to the states or not. We actually sold the house to a ghost hunting couple (kinda funny) so we didn’t feel bad since they were excited about living in a haunted house. Go figure. That’s it. Nothing else happened to use after that night when we decided we were moving. Thanks for reading my novel.

Sent in by Jett, Copyright 2008 TrueGhostTales.com all rights reserved.




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Comments

19 Responses to “The Ghost In The Guest Room”
  1. Angela says:

    That freaked me out! Good story.

    So um, do you have a cute aussie accent? lol j/k

  2. Jett says:

    Thanks for reading.

    Well I do have an aussie accent, but I don’t know if its cute……..

    lol

  3. mark says:

    thats prety cool that all they did was come out of closets. i guess they were frendly ghosts then ?

  4. Jojo says:

    That was awesome! Seriously, awesome in a creepy way. O_O;;

  5. Jana Carla says:

    hi! there
    that was a good and scary story
    well good to know that you move in to a new house
    do you have ym mine is [email protected]

  6. Jett says:

    “do you have ym mine is [email protected]

    Whats ym?

  7. willz says:

    That was a scary story. I guess the ghost was confined to the closet untill it had the energy to move around your house. I think I would have been just as scared as you had I seen a mean lookin girl staring out of the closet.

  8. ;trigger says:

    omg!! so there was a girl that looked mean staring out of your closet?? that is hella scary, wella ima scare to stay home by myself now hehe i hate closets also.

  9. Ashlee says:

    yo that was a scary freakin story i feel the same way now…scared in a weird way

  10. XyiDai says:

    uhm . wow .
    personally I dont think the cupboard door would scare me as much as the shadows and the girl would … seriously freaky .

    and, btw, ym means Yahoo Mail . lol
    Just thought I’d help out ^^

  11. Jett says:

    lol, sorry to scare you guys!

  12. Jett says:

    lol, thanks XyiDai

  13. Tiktok says:

    i wish u would have talk to the little girl staring at u at the closet…..you would have offered her something what she wants..so that she might disappear…..but i know that would be a hard job at that very point…hehe..anyway interesting a scary hehee

  14. Jett says:

    “i wish u would have talk to the little girl staring at u at the closet…..you would have offered her something what she wants..so that she might disappear…..but i know that would be a hard job at that very point…hehe..anyway interesting a scary hehee”

    Talk to her? Hell no! It was all I could do not to pee my pants!

  15. GL says:

    I was pretty scared while reading. Any idea who/what was that little girl afterwards?

  16. Jonalyn says:

    I was really scared good story now I would avoid our guest room!!! you have a good story!!!

  17. Jett says:

    “I was pretty scared while reading. Any idea who/what was that little girl afterwards?”

    Nope, not a clue.

    “I was really scared good story now I would avoid our guest room!!! you have a good story!!!”

    Lol, thanks.

  18. Jessie says:

    that scared me!!
    this pretty much nix’s any plans I have ever had on going down under
    I would just be too terrified!!

    wow, after the first comment, i srsly wonder if yuo have a cute aussie accent. I wonder what that would sound like then your in terror though.

    BTW, you should put that video on you tube. or sell it to the sci-fi channel or something.

  19. Erin says:

    I too, have something making a lot of noise in my bedroom closet. The first time it affected me was about 1am or so in the morning. I was laying down in my bed and I could hear something try to turn the door knob to get out. It scared the crap out of me! I told my boyfriend, and he just joked about it until a week later when he was actually asleep and not only did it get out of the closet but it turned our vacuum cleaner on as if to say, hah! you don’t believe your girlfriend, well here’s your proof. He then told me this morning, that around 3:10a he heard a lot of noise coming from our bedroom closet and it scared the hell out of him, so I think I better have some type of ghost hunter come check it out and get it out of my house, because it’s rather terrifying!

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