My family and I have lived in the same house for almost
sixteen years (we've been renting all this time) and next
month we are actually going to be moving into our own home.
So before we left, I wanted to make a note of some of the
supernatural stuff that's gone on here over the years, and
here it is.
This house was built sometime in the 1940's, and so it is
not very large, but it's pretty cute and not in that bad of
a condition. I don't know how long the landlord has owned
it, though. One thing I do need to make a special note of
is my brother's room, which was once a garage, and then
converted to be used as an extra room. So my brother has
that room, my parents have the first one as you enter the
small hallway, and my sister and I share the one at the end
of the hall, next to the bathroom.
But, my sister and I once shared the room that is now my
brothers. We didn't have that room for a very long time;
maybe a year, and I was glad to move out of it. It seemed
that every night, I would hear whispering that had no
logical explanation. My sister was (and still is) a very
heavy sleeper, and falls asleep quickly, whereas I always
seemed to be tossing and turning. The whispering I could
get used to, but one night I wasn't properly cocooned in my
blankets and I distinctly felt someone, or something, grab
hard at my leg. I was too scared to even run out or scream.
There are a few creaky steps down into that room, and if it
had been anyone else in my family coming down to literally
pull on my legs, I would have heard them. On one occasion,
there was even a rotten, stinking smell that we couldn't
find the source of, no matter what we tried.
Even when my sister and I moved into our current room, that
other room still bothered me. For a period of almost two
years, I was unable to fall asleep for two or three hours
after going to bed, and many times I heard things coming
from that room. There were voices, either two or three of
them (I believe it's two males and one female), always
talking. It was not the whispering I'd heard before; it was
actual conversations, although I could never figure out
what was being said. Several times I got out of bed,
thinking it was someone's TV or radio left on too loud. It
was definitely coming from that room, but no matter how
close I got, the talking wouldn't be any more loud or
understandable than it would have been if it were from a
radio (and there was never any light from the TV). To
distract from the sounds I started to turn on a fan or my
own radio (low) at night, and eventually I also was able to
fall asleep within a reasonable amount of time since
turning in.
For several years (throughout junior high and high school),
nothing seemed to happen and so I didn't think about it
much. But just about in my second semester of (community)
college, weird things started to occur. Things in my room
would be in different places (and not things that my sister
would bother with).
I had a small statue of the Virgin Mary
on my dresser that I kept facing straight out (if you were
in front of the dresser). Nearly every morning upon waking,
I would discover the statue turned a total 90 degrees so
that it was looking more toward the windows than the wall
where the closet was. A more recent item being moved are
these cute, plastic Care Bear figures I keep on top of my
stereo. I like to have them arranged in a specific
formation, and yet when I wake up, they are moved, a couple
of them switched, and facing in different directions. The
same thing happened in the living room with pictures we
kept on the mantel above the fireplace.
Within the last six months, I have noted a reoccurrence of
unexplainable voices (and sounds) and I've also been
having "feelings" of not being alone when I should. I have
been to other places (friends' houses, public places) where
I believe I have 'sensed' spirits, but I never really felt
anything in my own home until just a couple of months ago.
It was evening, about 8, and I had been in my room. I
walked out and went into the kitchen to get a glass of
water and as soon as I stepped in, it was like I had been
smacked into an entirely different atmosphere. You can feel
when someone else is in a room, and although I could not
see anything, I know I was not alone. In my mind I had a
quick flash of a woman in about her 30's, standing at the
sink, leaning against it, relaxing, and looking out the
windows at the evening. I got my glass of water (luckily I
had a glass on the counter; I don't think I would have been
able to get one from the cupboard next to the sink) and I
didn't feel watched, but I did feel as if I was disturbing
something I shouldn't.
The voices I've heard have almost always been while I am
alone in the house, and in the shower. Several times I was
in the shower and heard voices, both male and female, from
outside the door. Thinking it was my parents back from the
store or wherever, I would call out. They wouldn't answer,
and when I got out, I would find they hadn't returned, and
no explanation I could think of for hearing people. Just a
couple of weeks ago, I had another voice experience that
did scare me quite a bit. I was in the shower and feeling
quite cheerful, so I was singing loudly (though I'm not
very good at all!). My parents were out looking at the new
house. As I turned off the water, I was still singing to
myself (but quietly), and I heard a male voice from behind
the closed door say quite clearly, "Who's singing?"
Thinking that it was my dad, I felt embarrassed and shut up
right away. Putting my towel around me and locking the
bathroom door, I turned off the bathroom fan and said "Are
you guys home already?" There was no answer and so I peeked
out. I couldn't hear anything, and a quick inspection of
the house revealed I was still the only one there. A few
weeks before this, I had been going back and forth between
my room and the laundry room, washing and drying clothes.
While coming up the few steps, I heard a female voice from
the living room say, "Hello?" When I got to there, there
was no one.
Although I will be glad to finally have my own room after
so many years, I will miss this house and wonder if the
next people who live here (whether the landlord rents it
out again or sells it) will experience any of the same
things I have. I do have scarier stories than what I've
said here, but after reading some of these others... I'm
too scared to type them right now!
Contact me here: barbie_bleedingheart@yahoo.com
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