Hello, the experience I am about to tell you about is
something that happened at my last house.
Since these
events occured we have moved away to another house in a
new town. It was about 6 months ago now and when I found
this site I decided to share my story with everyone.
I always had a feeling in my old house, there was something
not right from the moment we moved in. We were only there
three months when the 'Happenings' began. It began at the
beginning of April (we moved in just after Christmas).
My wife and I were sitting in the living room at the time with
the TV turned down low, it was my wife who first noticed
the strange sound. She tapped me on the shoulder and
whispered "can you hear that sound?". I wondered what she
was on about, I turned the TV off and listened. I
immediately heard what she was talking about. I could hear
a strange, loud scratching sound that sounded like it was
coming from the walls. My wife was terrified, I thought it
must be rats under the floorboards or something like that.
Anyway the scratching subsided and we went off to bed,
thinking we'd call the pest control in the morning. In the
middle of the night I was awoken by a smash, my great
nan's antique vase had smashed to the floor from the
display cabinet in our bedroom (my wife was also awake at
this point). I thought it must have just fallen out, but
then I thought how could have it fallen out when the door
of the cabinet is on a catch.
I got out of bed and when to examine the smashed vase and then I noticed five scratch
marks as if someone had run their hand over the top of the
wood and had scratched it. This really scared me as I had
heard the constant scratching earlier.
The thing that scared me most was the fact that there could be no real
explanation for these marks. My wife wanted to leave the
bedroom and go downstairs, she was scared stiff. I took
her down and she had a drink of milk from the fridge, we
were about to head back up (it was 1:00am) and we heard a
loud blood curdling scream that sounded like it was coming
from the bedroom. My wife screamed, I just froze, I felt
cold and tingly all over. This scream was followed by more
scratching, again sounding like it was coming from the
walls.
My wife wanted to leave the house but I said it
wasn't worth it, it wasn't long till morning, we should
just stay up till morning.
Eventually my wife and I fell
asleep on the sofa. When we woke up we where totally
shocked, there were scratch marks all over the walls, the
wallpaper had ripped off in places. This was the last
straw, no way were we going to stay in a house like this.
We moved out that day to stay at my mother in laws house
and put our house up for sale. The wierd thing was when we
viewed the report by the housing agents when they went in
to prepare the house for the new owners. On the report it
said that the house was in lovely condition and that the
decor was lovely, but it was scratched and coming off the
walls!
Although we never saw 'The Scratcher' as we called
it, we still think that house was haunted.
Thank you for
reading my story.
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