Well,this happened about 10 years ago to me and I'm still shaking.
The whole thing started when my parents, whom I was living with at the time, decided to move out to the country. Now, I don't know about you guys, but me and country just don't get along. Anyway,the place seemed okay, from the outside. But as soon as I walked through the door, I knew something wasn't right.The place felt way too creepy for me. But, being the curious person I am, I set out to investigate. As you walked through the front door, you were in the living room with a short hallway to the right (a bedroom at the end of it) and the dining room and the rest of the house to your left. There was a long hallway to get to the rest of the house, with two bedrooms at that end. Bear with me. I want you to get the feel for the house. Directly at the end of the hall was my bedroom. If you can even call it that. I only slept in there one night. I went to bed that night feeling a little scared, but not too bad. Then the noises started. I don't even know how to describe them. They were very "unearthly" shall we say. They were pretty loud too! SO I finally mustered up enough courage to get out of my bed and out of the room. I went to my mom's room and asked if she'd heard anything, and of course, she hadn't. She also thought I was losing my mind. So I go back to bed only to awaken about an hour later to see this thing standing over me. It was kinda like a mist but it had form to it. I don't know how to explain it. All I could do was just lay there and look at it. And then it disappeared. Well, I wish it had stayed because what came next blew me away. There was half a corpse plastered against my bedroom wall. I mean plastered. He looked like he had blown his brains out or something.There was blood on my walls all over the place. I got up and out of there as fast as I possibly could. No one believed me and no one else ever saw it. But my sister did witness something pretty freaky.
She had the bedroom at the other end of the house, you know, the one by the living room. Well,there was a bathroom in her room. There were no windows in it and there was only one door going in. One night she said that she had heard alot of banging and such, very loud, coming from her bathroom. She got up to investigate only to find a beaten, battered body of a young woman. Me and my sister moved out shortly after that. We just couldn't handle it anymore. There were alot of little things that happened too, but not worth telling about right now. Shortly after we moved out, we were talking to the old woman that lived next door to mom. Found out some interesting things. We never told her what we had seen, but she sure told us. Seems a family that lived in the house a long time ago had been murdered. The father had gone mad and blew his son's head off and beat his wife to death with a baseball bat.
YOU TELL ME!!!!!!!!!