February 29, 2008
Shadows in My House
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Helena R., Ocala, Florida, 2004 to early 2007
We had moved into our new home and it seemed that we had thought everything
was great but we didn't know that we were in for a shock until it started
happening. The thing is that my grandma moved in with me and my parents
around August of 2004 and she has lived with us ever since, but we've moved
since then and what had happened still creeps me out even two years later.
The first thing that had caught our attention was when it was around the
first or second week of October and I was excited that it was getting close
to Halloween. I wanted to be something scary so I got a werewolf mask and
one night I wanted to scare my grandma so when she was going to bed, I was
in her room making growling noises and she asked me to get out. I did, and
the next day she came into the living room and told us that she had heard
more growling noises and she thought that it was me, but it wasn't. My mom
told her that I was in the living room all night with her, so I couldn't of
been in her room. She said that it sounded deeper than a dog's or wolf's
growl, it really scared her, but that's not all she had heard or seen. She
had woken up one morning and saw her closet door open and close slowly. She
didn't do anything except get ready to got to work and it didn't happen just
once, it happened so many other times that I can't even count. She also felt
like she said something like a cold hand brush the side of her face that
just was so weird.
My mom had seen a ghost cat -- it was gray and white, and she thought it was
our kitten Miko, but our cat was in the room with me. My mom saw who she
thought was "Miko" on her bed curled up asleep, and she was going to pet
him, but she decided not to since she was about to brush her teeth. When she
was through, she came out and said that Miko looked so cute. I went and got
Miko and told her that he was in grandma's room the whole time, and I went
and felt the spot where she said he was laying and it was warm.
My dad had heard a woman call his name two times in a row but slowly, like
she was trying to purposely scare him. He asked us if my mom or me did it,
and we said no, because we were dozing off when we were watching TV. I had
seen a ghost the shape of a man that looked like he was six feet tall and he
was sitting on our sofa looking at me when I was trying to go to sleep, and
he was just staring at me, tapping his fingers. I got up to go see it closer
because he looked like a shadow person. I was going to touch the spot, but
when I only got two steps toward him, I felt like I couldn't move even
though I tried to. The funny thing is that my dad said two months after we
moved in he said he saw a shadow of a man enter my bedroom, so he followed
him. When he turned the corner from the hallway to my room and he looked all
around, no one or nothing was there.
It's been two years since these events and I've had a feeling like stuff is
just not at rest there. And ever since I lived there, I've been able to hear
things other people can't even in our new home. I've heard people call out
my name. Even if I can hear things that other people can't, I think it will
be a new experience for me. Now I am 13 years old and I haven't had anymore
experiences in any other home, except my great grandmother's home but that's
a different story.
