One Hell Of A House

I was around 10 years old and we had moved into a house in town that was surprisingly "cheap" and all four of us had wished we made some second thoughts.

The very first night we moved in there I passed out and I remember waking up around 1 in the morning and I heard my mom call my name so I got up and went to her room. She was laying down in bed watching a movie and had asked me to go bring something downstairs so I made my way to the staircase and at the bottom of the stairs I saw my mom. I froze for a second and when she got to the top of the stairs I followed her to her room and no one was in there. I didn't say anything because my mom doesn't believe in that sort of thing but anyway I went back to my room and walked towards the window. I opened up the blinds and there was a skeletal face in the window. I jumped back and screamed I heard my mom come in the room behind me and she said "is everything alright?" I turned around and she wasn't there. At that point I nearly crapped my pants and left the room.

I fell asleep again but this time on the couch. I woke up a couple hours later because I heard a scraping like noise. I turned the light on and just across the room I saw black fingers crawl out from underneath the dresser and there was no way someone was doing that because the dresser was flat on the floor. I hid under my blanket scared out of my mind when all of a sudden my sister comes running down the stairs and said the piece of gum she was chewing had floated out of her mouth and stuck to the ceiling. It was too much, we both went to go tell my mom and in front of my moms door was a lady with really long black hair. We both didn't know what to do so we just stood there. Over the next couple of seconds the figure's head had hit the floor and disintegrated as if it was made out of a fine dust.

We called 911 but when they got there, there was no dust on the floor, no fingers under the dresser and no gum on the ceiling. My mom thought we were going nuts. After the cops left we haven't seen or heard anything then Monday came you can believe me when I say we got out the door for school. Around lunch time in school we were picked up by my mom. She looked startled and wouldn't tell me what's wrong. We went back to the house and she said to pack up because we were going back to live with grandpa. So we started to pack things back into the car. My mom was really pushing us to get out of there.

Moments before we left the front door slammed shut in front of us and we heard a very loud banging sound coming from the basement door along with a horrible scream. We ran out of the house and drove off to grandpas. The entire way my mom kept telling us never to say anything to anyone and that it wasn't anything we should worry about. Its been seven years since and in those seven years I've learned that three people were murdered in that house and one person had committed suicide if my story is posted you will have been the first to hear it.

Written by Rick, Copyright 2009

Haunted Crack Shack

Well I moved in to this tiny house with my mom her boyfriend and our three cats. Well when we first got there the bathroom light would always shut off by itself and flicker every time it was on, we figured it was just the old house.

Our house used to be a crack house (people who sold, did and made crack) and I heard that someone overdosed in there. But nothing really happened (besides the bathroom light) until maybe about eight months after we moved in. I was sitting at the computer and my mom and her boyfriend were in their room with the door closed. Now the computer is far away from their room so when I was sitting talking to people when we all heard a big bang and my mom and ray come out of their room and ask me I just kicked their door open, I said no I didn't I was sitting at the computer. They didn't think to much about it but it got me thinking. so after that nothing happened (besides for the bathroom light).

Now I've been seeing Shane for nine months (tomorrow) and his house is haunted.. but that's for another time. and he really believes in ghosts and is as interested as I am. Whenever he comes to my house (which is when no one is home cause Ray doesn't like him) we always hear footsteps like Ray is walking around (Ray is a big guy and stomps around a lot and makes my mirror shake). This one time we were getting high when we heard and felt the foot steps. It sounded like it came from the front and just stopped before my room so we went to look out, I was looking towards the front door when I felt Shane grab me and he was shaking, he told me he saw a shadow move in to the kitchen from the front, I told him it was probably just one of our shadows but he said our shadows weren't moving and I thought about it and he was right.

Whenever I go to bed I always get this creepy feeling that someone is watching me. One night I looked and my room is pitch black at night and when I looked I saw this figure darker then my room standing at the end of my bed I got so freaked I just went under the covers.

We have a dog now and he spoil him, we brought him this squeaky toy and I put it on the black end table in the living room, I was sitting and watching TV when all of a sudden it just flew off the table. I saw it with my very own eyes.

One time I was doing the dishes when I heard the front door open then slam I thought someone was home then I heard my dog barking, when I heard my mom's voice say "Oh Hi Lucky, Hey My Boy" and so I thought she was home I went to go check and lucky was barking at nothing and no one was there. there is way more but my class is over. I shall write more later.

Written by Paige, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr.