Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Ok, so when I was about 6 years old, I moved into a new house. It seemed so big when we bought it, but now… like 5 years later it seems like a dog house. But, There’s something about this place that seems weird… you always feel like there’s someone behind you… And so many things have gone in here.

My first experience was so strange, about 2 years after we moved in, I was 8. I was ready to go to bed, and I was laying there, and from the hallway outside my bedroom I heard a voice say my name. The voice sounded like a man, with a really deep voice. I was so young, I didn’t know what to think of it, so I kinda just didn’t think of it for a while.

But then, as the year went on… I started to have some sort of random connection to ghosts, and ghost stories. Nearing the end of that year, I was laying in my parents bed early in the morning after getting ready for school, and (inside info: my parents bathroom is in their bedroom, without a door.) I saw, a man, a very pale man, standing over the sink looking into the mirror, it kinda looked like he was putting makeup on his face. He was old, he looked like Abraham Lincoln. Not once did he look at me. I told my parents about this, they didn’t believe me.

Not that long after that event, I was in my brothers room playing a game. (my brothers room is like right on the other side of my parents bathroom, meaning if you were to inside of my parents bathroom, and pass right through their wall, you would be in my bothers room.) And I was sitting there, on the floor, just playing, and I heard banging on the wall, there was many bangs. Like someone was knocking on it. Then I heard my parents yell to me, “Olivia, stop banging on the wall!” And I had thought it was them, they had thought it was me. At the time… my brother was napping. Then a few years later, it was night, I was sitting in my living room, which was connected to the hallway (where I heard the old man voice.) and I heard like feet shuffling across the hallway into my room. I looked over and saw nothing. I had thought it was my mom, but then like right after that happened I went into my parents room and both my parents were in there. I had asked her if she had just went into my room, and she looked at me like I was crazy, and said no.

A few months after that, I think it was time for some sort of holiday, so I went up in the attic to get decorations, and what I saw put all the pieces together; The old mans voice, the old man in the bathroom, and the shuffling in the hallway. I saw a walker. The kind of walker that old people use. (no offense to old people, I love geezers) But that put everything together.

A few years later I was laying in bed, and for some reason I couldn’t sleep. And all of a sudden like half of my face was freezing and the other half was burning hot. I was like 11 years old.

Than two years later, just a few weeks ago I got mad at my parents and went and slept in the corner of my room (Note #1: Yeah I know that’s weird. Note #2: The corner of my room is blocked by my bureau and my huge radio.) And I fell asleep there. (Actually I don’t even remember falling asleep) But in the middle of the night I woke up scared, and to add to that, I was in my bed. Still to this day, I don’t know how I got there. I don’t know why I was scared. I asked my parents if they put me there, they said no, I asked my friends what they think… they’re puzzled. And the day after that, I woke up with puke in my mouth. And a few months before that, I woke up in the middle of the night because I heard a huge “RAWR!’ in my ear. I had turned around to see what was there, and nothing was there. And two of my friends who don’t know each other both said they say saw a little boy in my closet who looks like chuckie.

Am I paranoid? Am I schizophrenic? Or is this paranormal phenomena? I’ll never know, but something tells me… I’m not alone.

Sent in by Olivia Bradway, Copyright 2010