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House of horror
This is a personal story, something that made it clear how terrifying my abilities can be...
Growing up, we moved around a lot, but one house specifically is burned in my memory, cause of what happened there, and because of what is inside.
I was nine years old at the time, and still not aware that the things I was seeing weren't just in my head but actual, real spirits that wanted my attention, and as I've learned sometimes it's just they need help moving on to what comes next, but sometimes there are ones that play innocent, but are far, far worse.
When git to the house, I emmediatly felt something was wrong, like something really bad happened here and the whole area had been marred by it. I emmediatly told my mom I didn't like it, but she told me that I was just tired and should go lay down for a bit, but I couldn't cause as soon as I entered the house, it felt like something was watching my every step, and it only got worse as I got closer to the room I shared with my two brothers. In our room, we had a closet that had no door and as you went farther and farther in it got smaller because it was right under the stairs. Something that stood out to me was the fact that no matter where the sun was, i mean it would shine right on it by noon, it remained this dark hole in our wall and when I first saw it I knew emmediatly something really bad happened here, and it left something behind....
That night, I was laying in my bed, and our room was on the side facing away from the moon so for half the night it's pitch black, and my brothers left their toys out constantly so you needed either the light on the ceiling or sun from the window to avoid all the Legos, action figures, and Hot Wheels. Well, I felt something solid like a person's hand nudge my foot that was poking out of the covers, and thinking it was one of my brothers, I asked what they wanted.
They didn't say anything, then I heard them start walking across the minefield of toys towards the closet and suddenly I felt very cold, very fearful like something dangerous was just watching me. I eventually fell back asleep, but the next morning when I talked with them about that event, they both swore blind that they hadn't woken me cause they knew that I was tired from moving, and not sure what else to think I just figured it was a dream and went on with my day.
When I got home from school my mom's boyfriend at the time was already passed out drunk and the house was a mess so I started cleaning. My brothers were at a friend's and my mom was at work, so that just left me and him there, and the doors were locked so there was absolutely no way for anyone to get in without a key. Well, I was in the kitchen listening to music and doing the dishes when suddenly I heard foot steps, more specifically running steps above me. Now we had basically a separate living space upstairs, but you could only access it via a door to a hallway that was only accessable by coming through the back door, which again was locked, past the stairs and a little window into the hallway that was in my line of sight.
At first I thought it was my music, so I paused it and listened for a minute but didn't hear anything, so I went back to what I was doing but as soon as the music started I heard it again but this time it was very fast and...
Growing up, we moved around a lot, but one house specifically is burned in my memory, cause of what happened there, and because of what is inside.
I was nine years old at the time, and still not aware that the things I was seeing weren't just in my head but actual, real spirits that wanted my attention, and as I've learned sometimes it's just they need help moving on to what comes next, but sometimes there are ones that play innocent, but are far, far worse.
When git to the house, I emmediatly felt something was wrong, like something really bad happened here and the whole area had been marred by it. I emmediatly told my mom I didn't like it, but she told me that I was just tired and should go lay down for a bit, but I couldn't cause as soon as I entered the house, it felt like something was watching my every step, and it only got worse as I got closer to the room I shared with my two brothers. In our room, we had a closet that had no door and as you went farther and farther in it got smaller because it was right under the stairs. Something that stood out to me was the fact that no matter where the sun was, i mean it would shine right on it by noon, it remained this dark hole in our wall and when I first saw it I knew emmediatly something really bad happened here, and it left something behind....
That night, I was laying in my bed, and our room was on the side facing away from the moon so for half the night it's pitch black, and my brothers left their toys out constantly so you needed either the light on the ceiling or sun from the window to avoid all the Legos, action figures, and Hot Wheels. Well, I felt something solid like a person's hand nudge my foot that was poking out of the covers, and thinking it was one of my brothers, I asked what they wanted.
They didn't say anything, then I heard them start walking across the minefield of toys towards the closet and suddenly I felt very cold, very fearful like something dangerous was just watching me. I eventually fell back asleep, but the next morning when I talked with them about that event, they both swore blind that they hadn't woken me cause they knew that I was tired from moving, and not sure what else to think I just figured it was a dream and went on with my day.
When I got home from school my mom's boyfriend at the time was already passed out drunk and the house was a mess so I started cleaning. My brothers were at a friend's and my mom was at work, so that just left me and him there, and the doors were locked so there was absolutely no way for anyone to get in without a key. Well, I was in the kitchen listening to music and doing the dishes when suddenly I heard foot steps, more specifically running steps above me. Now we had basically a separate living space upstairs, but you could only access it via a door to a hallway that was only accessable by coming through the back door, which again was locked, past the stairs and a little window into the hallway that was in my line of sight.
At first I thought it was my music, so I paused it and listened for a minute but didn't hear anything, so I went back to what I was doing but as soon as the music started I heard it again but this time it was very fast and...
