This happened about 2 years ago when there seemed to be a
lot of paranormal activity in my house, which strangely
decreased shortly after all of this took place…
I had often been waking up in the middle of the night to
strange noises (footsteps, scratching, and rolling) on the
roof of my house that seemed to be coming from directly
over my bed. Although they did unnerve me a little, I told
myself it was just one of the many stray cats that often
wandered around my house. I eventually did convince myself
all the noises I was hearing were simply cats or some
other animal that had chosen my roof as its late night
stomping grounds, but soon the noises became more
persistent and much louder than they had been…I would
often hear loud stomps that would even shake dust from the
ceiling.
A couple weeks after all of this started the nights
started to become brisk and cold. So I had started to turn
on an old gas powered heater that sat in the corner of my
room, one which I had used almost all of my life without
any incidences (paranormal or otherwise). If I remember
correctly, just one night after I first turned on the
heater I started seeing a little girl dressed in a white
gown seemingly trying to heat herself with the old heater
that sat in the corner of my room. For some reason, she
did not frighten me half as much as any of the noises I
had heard on the roof. She almost seemed more afraid of me
than I was of her, quickly turning away and disappearing
as soon as she noticed I was looking at her.
After a few more sightings of this young girl, I awoke in
a cold sweat, as if I had just had a nightmare. Then I
started hearing whispers emanating from the space between
my bed and the wall. I listened intently for a what seemed
like a couple minutes, but I’m sure was no more than
thirty seconds. Then the voice grew a little louder and I
finally made out what it was saying, “I’m in the river”.
As soon as I had deciphered the soft whisper, the voice
stopped as if it knew I had understood what it had been
repeating over and over.
Now there is only one river next to my house, which is
about two blocks away. Since it was only around 12:45 am I
decided to take the short stroll over and see if there
actually was anything in the river. When I got over to the
bridge, something urged me to go to the right side of the
bridge. So I stood there looking out over the dark water
when I noticed a faint white light about forty or fifty
feet away from where I was standing. As I stared at it, it
grew brighter and brighter, until it looked like someone
was pointing a large flashlight over at me from just
underneath the surface of the water. Curiosity soon took
over, and I hopped over the guardrail and made my way down
to the bank of the river to get a closer look. When I got
down to where the light was, it soon started fading away,
until I was just staring at the dark water again. It
seemed like, whatever it was, just wanted someone to
acknowledge it’s existence. After waiting a couple of
minutes I decided to make my way over to the bridge and
walk back down to my house.
I never saw the girl standing by my heater again, and I
was only woken up once by scratching on the roof one time
afterwards…that time it probably was just a stray cat.
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