I've been a avid reader of this web page for about 4
years. I've always wanted to share some of my own ongoing
experiences and finally I have the courage to do so.
In 1999 my husband, my daughter {then 3} and myself were
stationed with the US military in Washington state. We got
the good fortune of moving into base housing right away.
Even better, it was a brand new house, just built. We moved
in with the paint still wet. The day before we picked up
our keys, we went to see the house. We walked around to the
back french doors to "peek" inside. Suddenly, about 4 feet
from the door, I got the very strong feeling that we should
not be here. My husband said it was OK as far as the
military went, but that's not why I thought we shouldn't be
there. There was a feeling in the air, heavy, and it didn't
feel right! I brushed it off as new house jitters and tried
to forget it.
The first thing that happened occured while we were moving
stuff in. The house was 2 story. My husband and I were
trying to wedge a chair through an upstairs doorway while
our daughter played across the hall in her new room.
suddenly she came flying out of her room on a riding toy and
drove it, her on it, straight down the stairs-like someone
or something was pushing her from behind! I screamed for my
husband and followed her down to check for injuries. Thank
goodness there weren't any! After talking with her a while
later she said she had ben playing with a little girl and
they were going for a ride! I thought, how could that be?
There was NOBODY else in the house but us three! And,
aren't only old houses supposed to be haunted?
Right away my daughter started having nightmares and I
ended up sleeping in her room permanently over the 3 years
we lived there. In her room there were black shadow's
weaving on the ceiling and on the walls, sounds of someone
or something running overhead, and a foggy kind of mist
that would sometimes be hanging in the air around her bed.
I vowed to never leave her alone at night in her room after
seeing all that! At least whatever it was wasn't trying to
throw my daughter down the stairs anymore, it now focused
on me.
I woke up one night while sleeping in my daughters
room to someone pinching my right arm, HARD! I had little
bruises all over my arm the next day but saw nothing. Then
one day my wedding ring went missing. I took it off to wash
up some skillets and it disappeared. My daughter and I tore
our house apart thinking maybe it fell behind here or I
forgot and left it over there. My husband joined the search
which lasted 2 days. The following morning, there it was
right in plain view on the counter where I had taken it off
and left it. There was no way any of us could have not seen
it for 2 days. I told the house, whoever was pulling the
jokes needed to knock it off, it wasn't funny anymore.
Nothing else went missing after that. Then I saw her. My
daughter was at school, my husband at work and I was
catching up on the laundry. It was a sunny spring day so I had
all the blinds up and curtains open. I went upstairs to put
away clothes in my daughters room when I froze in the
doorway. There was a misty white shape of a little girl in
a long dress {she had no feet and was floating off the floor
and I could see the sunlight pass through her}. She had long
hair and was teasing my daughters cat! She was even pulling on his
tail which finally made him turn tail and fly out of the
room and into the master bedroom. I stood there paralized
as she looked my way and then instantly disappeared. Just
after she vanished a very cold mass of air passed through
me, I turned and I saw a mist heading towards the master
bedroom. Guess she still wanted to play with the cat.
This was not dust mites floating in the sunbeam either as my
husband rationalized, nor do I drink or smoke anything. And
there were no windows open.
I went into the master bedroom and saw nothing. I then decided to try and have a word
with "her". I explained she could stay if she wished, she was after all here first, but to leave us all alone
especially my daughter. It never helped. Sometime later my daughter saw a white hand protrude out of the wall in her
room and it motioned for her to come towards the wall. My daughter screamed for me and when I arrived in her room
there was nothing there so she told me what she had seen and we went downstairs. My step-daughter saw her as well
while she visited over the summer with us. She got up to use the bathroom one night and there she was, floating in the
hall between the bedrooms glaring at my step-daughter. She disappeared in front of her and scared her so bad that we
all ended up sleeping in the master bedroom together like a campout.
One day while everyone was out, including the cat, I was in the kitchen working on the nights dinner and
noticed a strange light out of the corner of my eye. I slowly leaned back to see out the doorway to the living
room, and there she was peeking at me from behind the sofa. As soon as she saw that I noticed she flew like a blur
of light up the stairs.
Finally I dreamed of her death. I often dream things and feel things, it's been happening to me since I was little. She
was, according to the dream, kidnapped by a large, evil, adult male, physically assaulted, and beaten to death.
He rolled her in large layers of plastic and stuffed her into an overhead heating duct in an old house that use to
be where the new military housing is. She wanted me to find her parents and let then know what happened to her. I
researched what I could about the area but since it's all government land I found out nothing.
We've been gone from there for 2 years now and a new family lives in the house.
I hope they get along OK with the ghostly little girl!
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