These are the true events that occured to me and my family
throughout the last 6 months of 2004. These are my actual
diary entries of what happened:
Today we moved into our new house! Finally! It took us a
few hours to move everything in but we finally finished.
This house is so big compared to our other one. You could
almost get lost in its 3 floors!!! Anyway, right now I'm
laying on my bed while the furniture guys move everything
in. Hehe. I decided to put my bed in the corner, next to
the window again. Papa says its bad for you, but I don't
care. I like being next to a wall, I feel safer. Gotta go!
I don't wanna write this down but I'm going to. Last night
I was in bed watching Thats So Raven. I was just laying
there trying to fall asleep but a sudden heavy feeling came
over me. I closed my eyes really tight. I felt like someone
was watching me. I pulled the covers over my head,
pretending I was asleep. Then the doorknob turned but the
door didn't open. I sat up, really surprised! I figured mom
would be really tired since yesterday was so hectic. See,
sometimes when she can't sleep she'll come and wake me up
and we watch tv together. So I jumped out of bed and opened
the door, expecting to see the hall light on and mom on the
couch. No one was there. The lights were off. Everything
was silent. I ran to her room and was surprised (again) to
see my sister on the bed and the light on. They were
"Why did you come to my door?" I asked
"You didn't turn your doorknob? We thought you did it." My
My sister started to get freaked out.
"NO! You didn't do that??! Ugh." I sighed.
Our houses had been haunted before and it seemed to follow
us. I went back to bed with the lights and tv on. Now I'm
here writing this, its around 8:00. I think its back.
Nothing happened yesterday. Phew! Mom suggested that maybe
it was the cats who turned the doorknob because it was
really loose. I hope so.
Something creepy happened earlier today. My window faces
the street and I was looking out, observing people quietly.
I pulled away from the window so I could see my reflection.
But when I looked it wasn't me. It was a dark face, barely
visible. It smiled, showing red, shining, sharp teeth. Then
it licked its lips. I pulled back, horrified. I ran out of
my open door and told my mom. She didn't believe me. She
never does. I didn't go back in there all day. I even
slept on the couch lol. Maybe it was my imagination. I do
have a wild one. Yeah. Maybe it was...
It definitely wasn't my imagination. Last night I slept on
the couch with a whole bundle of covers. I turned the tv on
and tried to fall asleep to Room Raiders. I closed my eyes
and slowly went to sleep...almost. Just as I was about to
sleep, I felt the cover being pulled off of my feet. The
cold hit my feet and I turned over trying to ignore it.
Yeah right. I've read tons of ghost stories and its seems
no one is afraid. Well I was. All the time. I'm horrified
that I might see something or hear something I don't want
to. Whenever something happens my heart stops and I stop
breathing. Thats exactly what happened. I cuddled under the
covers and prayed and tried to focus on the sounds from the
tv instead of my heavy breathing. Just as I relaxed a
little it happened again. Something was trying to pull the
covers off of me! I held them tighter, prayed harder, and
choked down a scream. Suddenly I lost my grip and my head
was exposed. I closed my eyes and huddled myself in a ball
and screamed as loud as I could. My mom came running and
whatever it was went away and stopped tugging. She stayed
on the couch with me until I fell asleep. I don't know what
I'm going to do if this keeps going on. I might have a
heart attack! If it doesn't get me first. *shudder*. I'm
going to sleep now. Hopefully I'll be safe tongiht. Bye
Things are getting worse. Its following us. Today during
breakfast mom cut her finger while cutting strawberries.
She wiped the blood off on a paper towel. It created one
blog of blood. Gross. But then the blood started to run
down the paper towel. I stood back, completely motionless.
It slowly formed a word. "GET". Mom had dropped the paper
towel on the ground and stood still, letting the blood from
her finger drip. It formed another word, quicker this
time, "OUT". I screamed and kicked the paper towel under
the dining table, splattering the blood. Mom picked it up
and threw it in the trash. We just went back to breakfast
like nothing happened. I think we should leave. But I don't
think mom is going to. I hope this all stops. Its getting
worse. I'm scared Diary. I wish you could protect us.
Things are getting really bad. I'm extremely scared now.
I'm writing this at Amy's house. She said I could stay the
night after I told her what had been happening at my house.
Here is what happened today:
I was in my room doing my makeup. All of it was in a huge
circle on my floor, surrounding me. I was doing my mascara
and looking into the mirror when suddenly my eyes changed.
I was looking into my eyes, doing my eye makeup and
suddenly they became red. Bright, bright red. I jumped back
and covered my eyes. Rubbing them franticly. When I opened
my eyes a girl was looking at me. She was the one from the
window. I screamed and jumped up as she pointed her finger
at me. I ran frantically out of my room and called Amy. I
waited outside the house until she came for me. I'm really
scared now. Everyone is still at the house, Mom and sis. I
need to talk mom out of living here. Its dangerous. Sis has
been really anti social since we moved here. She doesn't
even talk anymore. She is always in her room laying in bed.
Reading a blank piece of paper. I don't know what to do.
Diary, what do I do??
I came back home today and things are reaching a peak. I
got into a fight with mom and told her that we needed to
move NOW! She didn't listen. SHe never does. So I escaped
into the tub where running water would save me. I turned on
the water and closed my eyes, letting the warmth take over.
I took a deep breath, expecting to smell my favorite
candle but instead I smelled something all to familiar.
Blood. I opened my eyes and the water was deep red. I flew
out of the tub grabbing a towel and ran into the living
room. I was shaking and crying and screaming. Blood was
running down my fingers and legs and my face. We are going
to a hotel tomorrow night. We are putting the house up for
sale next week.
I'm in the car right now. Something else happened. The
worst yet. We have a sun roof on in the living room of the
first floor. So we were watching tv around 3 this afternoon
and it was raining loudly outside. The commercial came on
and I lay down on the floor and looked up at the sun
roof. I liked to look at the sky and rain. But when I
looked up the rain was black. And it wasn't moving. It was
like tar. IT was building up. Then it started to leak
through the sun roof. Onto the floor. A ran away from the
spot where I was laying. Within a few seconds a large
puddle had formed. I wasn't breathing or moving, neither
was mom. Out of the puddle came a hand. It was deformed and
green and almost moldy like. I screamed for my sis and
grabbed the car keys. Mom followed me. In only a few
seconds we were in the car, driving to the Motel 6. So here
I am. I don't know what is going on there but I'm really
scared. No. I'm terrified. I'm so glad we left. The terror
almost killed me. Haha. I'm finding it hard to laugh right
now, but its easy to write. We are at the hotel now. I'll
We are staying in the Motel 6 this week. We are planning on
staying with Auntie May while the house is put up for sale.
The neighbors agreed to get our stuff for us. We have to
pay them too though. I don't know what would have happened
if we stayed there. I'm glad I don't know though. I think
maybe the stuff will stop now. I hope. I don't know what we
can do though. We've moved 3 times already. We were lucky
to get out alive this time. I could feel that whatever that
was wanted us gone...dead. God help us.
Those are my diary entries from those 10 days. I wanted to
share them with everyone. Those events were truly
terrifying. We have moved again and nothing has
happened..so far. I hope nothing else does, because this
time we might not be so lucky.