For the first 13 years of my life, I lived in a house that was a little over 100 years old.
Of course I can't remember anything from when I was very little, but as I got older I began
to believe my house was haunted. I would hear the "classic haunting" components
like footsteps on the stairs and occasionally I would hear the heavy oak front door
open and slam shut and I would always go down to see who had come in but there was no one there.
When I moved down to the second floor, things got worse. The air would get thick and heavy, and I began to feel like someone was near me but there was no one there. There was one room that
I was terrified of but I was never quite sure why. When my grandparents came to visit they had to sleep in that room because I had moved into the room they usually slept in. Well, my grandfather refused to go into that room. When my friends spent the night, they would sleep in my twin bed, but in the middle of the night they would get into my bed because they swore the hangers in my closet were incessantly
rattling around. One morning, I awoke to find my heavy antique bureau vibrating. Everything on it was rattling quite loudly and so I ran from the room. 10 or so minutes later, I came back in to find it still
rattling.
The worst thing that happened was one day when I stayed home sick from school. I was in the hallway, and all of a sudden I went completely cold. I looked down the stairs but saw nothing. I was sure though, that someone was coming up the stairs. I could feel this presence go all the way up the stairs and stop in the middle of the hallway. I was terrified and I ran through some other connected rooms and made my way to the steps and got outside.
I live in another house now and am happy to report no ghostly happenings. Several months ago, I
was talking to my friend who had spent the night at that house. We were discussing it, and my friend asked me if I remembered the time we were in the kitchen and several of the cupboards opened by
themselves. I assured her that I remembered no such thing. She looked shocked and tried to give me details about it so I'd remember but I have no recollection of it. I often wonder what else I don't remember.
I will never go into that house again!!.
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