My house has been haunted since the day my grandparents
first moved here. The house was built in the 1930s and has
been home to many people who have died here.
I've always loved my house because of its high paranormal energy. (I'm
a bit of a fanatic). Well, anyways, my mom died in January
of this year of a liver problem, and my best friend, Carl,
also died weeks before my mom did, but his death was a bit
of a shock. He killed himself. I never got to say goodbye
to Carl, and always asked him to visit me as I sat alone in
my house. Well, not too long ago my younger sister and I
were up late at night around 12:02 midnight, and I had
dozed off to sleep. I was awakened as I heard my sister
calling my name and a loud scratchy noise. I opened my eyes
to see the TV on. Except there was no reception, just the
black and white image that is on when certain channels are
off the air. She told me she didn't turn it on, and I
noticed that it was true because the remote was nowhere
near her. She took off to my older sis' bedroom. I later
followed her and discovered that my older sis had an
experience of her own. She said she saw a figure of my mom
sitting in her old rocking chair and it moved around
whenever my sister did. She had been on the phone with her
boyfriend and was telling him how freaked out she was. We
slept all together that night.
Weeks later, when I was
asleep I woke up again to hear the scratchy noise again. My
eyes popped wide open in fear. I looked at the clock and it
was 12:02 again. Since that night a few weeks ago, tapping
noises have been heard by my family and I in the back of
the room. This story is true and so are many others that
have been told about this house.
Contact me here: Songofthehare@AOL.com
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