Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

When I was 4 years old my family moved to a house in south Carolina. I had at that time 2 older brothers and a younger brother and sister. My oldest brother and I shared a room. The first couple of nights were fine. But after the first week I was in my room with my brother trying to sleep and I heard knocking sounds on the closet door. The door would then open and a human figure would come out this THING had a HUGE smile not human like. I would pray to God for guidance the entity would sometimes go away and sometimes the face would turn into a scary monster. That experience happened quite often.

Also in the middle of the night as I woke up about every night at 2:55 am and I would get this gut feeling of dread and all of a sudden a face would appear at the foot of the top bunk. with of coarse a huge inhuman smile. I would then scream my dad or mom would come in and the entity would of coarse disappear as I tried to tell my parents they wouldn’t believe me. My brother and I would never talk about our experience or talk about it to our other siblings it seems it only happened at night in my brother and I’s room. After my brother who I shared a room with went off to college, I was 8 and I had a room to myself. I then would never see anything come out at night of my closet for about 3 weeks.

One day I was upstairs getting a toy to take outside I saw a man walk past me. He had a black hair was tall and was where a plaid shirt with jeans. He stared at me as I walked past me I wasn’t scared because I didn’t know it was anything super natural then it walked straight down the hallway and disappeared. That’s when I got scared and didn’t tell anyone of what I had seen.

A couple weeks later I was up in the hall playing and I saw a bright light in my room so I got up and went in my room and the huge rug that covered my floor was pulled back and on the old wood floor was a upside down star with a circle around it (pentagram). And I saw that same man in the middle of it, standing. He asked if I wanted to play I said umm no but the door then shut behind me. He then stared at me motionless and I stood there frozen and then I said ill play. At this point I was scared. I sat down next to him. All of a sudden another human showed up next to me. Then another then at this point there was 4. they all stood up around me staring I then got up and ran downstairs crying. I then told my parents the story they went upstairs and the big rug had covered the pentagon. I said that there was a circle underneath the rug but my parents lifted it up and nothing was there.

A couple days later I saw the same entity with black hair. He started to talk to me like what was my name and then how old just simple questions like that I ended up feeling comfortable around him. I asked what his name was he said Tim. I then started seeing him daily. Tim said that if I did certain things like yelling at my parents and peeing in my brothers room he would-be my friend so of course I did I was 9 and didn’t have any other friends. My parents then came worried because my behavior was getting worse and worse. I didn’t care and I just wanted to be with Tim and his friends that joined me in the circle. Tim then started following me where ever I went he would break things of my brothers and told me to say I did it and if I didn’t he would hurt me. I did what he told me to do.

A couple days later I woke up of a feeling of being choked and I opened my eyes to see Tim on top of me choking me I couldn’t say nothing and I was crying then a couple seconds later he stopped and disappeared. The next day I learned that I didn’t want to be around Tim and that I was scared.

Now at this time I was 10 I still was followed by Tim. My parents put up the house for sale because of personal reasons. We moved a couple weeks later and I never saw Tim again.

I also never told anyone my experiences of what I’ve seen but this is a true story that was shortened to the most terrifying events of my childhood.

Sent in by Justin, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com