When my sisters and I were kids, a number of weird things
happened in our house. They started, as far as I
remember,when I was around two years old. Apparently, I had
a ball I loved playing with, until it went missing. My
parents looked everywhere for it, and eventually gave up,
thinking it must have got lost outside and taken by one of
the other kids in the area. The ball turned up in the
living room, a few months later, in plain view.
Before my youngest sister was born - I would have been four
or five at the time, and my sister three or four (my
youngest sister is six years younger than me), we used to
play on the stairs a lot, sliding down the steps on our
fronts etc. One night, we were playing before bedtime, and
instead of us bumping down the stairs as usual,
we 'floated' down, and were stood upright at the bottom.
This happened a few times - until we told our parents. Then
it stopped.
Over the years, other things happened to us individually.
We would hear an insistent voice shouting our names from
behind - usually mimicking our mums' voice. This would
happen on the landing outside our bedrooms, or in the
bedrooms themselves. I would often have my hair tugged when
sat on my bed, or feel something sitting at the end of the
bed whilst in it, before going to sleep (this would happen
whilst reading etc). While we were downstairs, we would
often hear a noise like the sound of something jumping off
the bed upstairs, like the sound a cat would make. The
floorboards didn't squeak of their own accord, so it wasn't
that, and although we did have cats a few years later, this
started to happen well before the cats were around. When we
did have the cats, they would sometimes refuse to go into
that bedroom, and would stand hissing at the doorway. They
would get jumpy in the hallway, too.
My sisters and my mum were generally more susceptible to
hearing things than I was - I tended to be skeptical( I
think I wanted to blank it out!). They would hear footsteps
coming up the stairs at night, when no one was up, and
see 'shadows' in the hallway. My youngest sister and my dad
saw things like knives move around on their own in the
kitchen, and see little balls of light dancing around. A
friend of my parents once said she saw a black figure (a
bit like those in Lord of the Rings)in the hall, though I'm
not sure I believe her as she was a bit of a flake, and no
one else ever saw it.
These experiences don't sound like much, but they scared
us - we never would stay downstairs on our own, and we
learnt never to get up in the night to use the loo! Even
now, I am a little afraid when I return to the house (I
haven't lived there for over ten years now).
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