My partner James and I moved into our first flat about two
years ago after working very hard for a while to earn the
money to do so. We were very excited as the flat in
question we moved into was very expensive, very secure and
from the first time we saw it, we really loved it. It was
quite small, a one bedroomed place and it was on the Pier
in Hull, England.
When we actually got settled into the place, it felt a
little odd straight away. For the first week, I felt ill
and couldn't eat and got a very strange, claustrophobic
feeling in the hallway that connected all the rooms. This
was a feeling that was experienced by nearly everyone that
came into the place.
The first things that began to happen was a strange sound
coming from the kitchen area. The kitchen and living room
were combined and they backed onto the bedroom. Where our
headboard was, on the other side of the wall there was the
sideboards, sink and cupboards. The sounds we heard were
like scrapings or scratching sounds. Also, James on many
occasions woke me up saying he could hear someone moving
plates and cutlery. Before we moved into this place, James
was a complete and total skeptic I might add whereas I had
more of an open mind due to experiences from the past.
James is not a skeptic now though, though he is still a
very logical and down to earth person.
Around that time I was bought a pack of tarot cards and I
found myself to be rather good with them. Every person I
have done a reading for has had their reading come true. On
one such occasion, I was doing a simple life spread for my
friend Amy. As I got to a rather crucial point, all the
glasses and cups and other things on the washboard began to
vibrate and clatter noisily, putting us off.
On another occasion the three of us were sat around in the
living room and I felt something hit the back of my head.
When I looked down at the floor I saw the top to a perfume
bottle that I knew I had placed on a windowsill that was
directly behind my head. Amy and James both saw this
happen. Before I had chance to vocalise my surprise, the
actual perfume bottle itself hit me on the head, hurting
me. When I turned round I was even more surprised to
discover the curtains were closed, so the bottle and lid
must have travelled through the curtain to reach me!
We had two framed pictures of Jesus and the Virgin Mary in
our living room, as we collect kitsch things like that and
one night when we came back from a nightclub we found the
Jesus picture on the floor, smashed everywhere. It had
actually been nailed to the wall before we left, so we've no
idea how it got to the floor, but it didn't fall as it was
nailed tight. Also, the nail was still in the wall.
Other things; a box that we kept our piercings and earrings
in often for no reason at all was found square in the
middle of the living room floor, even though it was usually
kept in a high place elsewhere or in a drawer. Once when
James' Mum and Dad came to visit they were scoffing at all
we told them about the activities we had experienced and as
they told us they didn't believe us, a doll from our
shelving unit flew across the room and landed on the floor
in front of them! they got an eerie feeling and left. One
night also, James and I were sat in bed watching the TV and
James heard what sounded like a growl in his ear. that's
all could describe it as, but I can honestly say, I have
never seen him as scared as that in my life, he was
petrified. I heard nothing.
We ended up doing an Ouija board to try and find out what
was going on. I had done many before and was rather scared
as all the others one I have taken part in have had some
action. Some of the ones I have done, especially when I was
at College were terrifying. This one was not really, the
connection felt quite weak and we didn't find out much. One
important thing is that we promised the board that we would
come back and talk again, without a doubt we would. We
didn't.
On our last night there, the scariest things happened. A
friend of ours was helping us box things and do last minute
stuff. James, him and I were laid on our bellies relaxing
in the bedroom that was empty except for the beds when a
really horrible, creepy, cold feeling came over us. None of
us spoke, we all just looked at each other, completely
silent. I swear to god, every single hair on my arms and
neck and back must have pricked up. I felt like my hair was
going to turn white. I eventually told James to go and lock
the front door and he did so, though very freaked out. Then
we found ourselves running in fear to the living room. We
sat about and put the TV on to create some background
noise, although none of us wanted to talk really either.
The feeling didn't subside. We all got the impression that
there was something watching us through the door, actually
through the wood of the door. It might sound really weird,
but you had to be there, it was the creepiest thing that
has ever happened to me. It felt like all energies in the
building were concentrated on our flat and it was so
intense you could almost hear it crackle. In the end, our
friend couldn't handle it anymore and he went home, looking
very pale and chain-smoking. James and I sat up all night,
despite our busy day ahead the next day what with the
moving house and all. The feeling was there all night and
it was dreadful, absolutely chilling. Despite the fact our
beds were still there in the bedroom, we couldn't go
through there, we ended up sitting up on the sofa all
night, staring at the door that lead to the hall.
Since we've moved into our new flat, about a year ago, we've
had no trouble at all. It feels like we should have always
been here, especially after painting and decorating it. We
have also come to the conclusion that the reason we
experienced so much on the last night was because we
promised to speak to whoever was haunting us via the Ouija
before we left and we never got round to it. Who knows, if
we had got round to it, maybe it would have followed us
here, so I'm glad we didn't!
Contact me here: kandyslasher@killamail.com
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