Inspired by another thread in here about their childhood monsters, I'd like to share some of my experiences. It all happened around the ages 6-17. I
am now twenty five.
I remember when I was about nine years old, my mother, little brother and I lived in a small house. We were told that the grandmother to the family
that lived there before us had died there.
On several occasions, my mother would run to the store at the end of our street and I'd have to watch my little brother. Sometimes this would be
during the day and other times later in the evening.
But when she was gone, I could hear walking in the attic. Back and forth, back and forth. It would continue for the duration of my mothers absence.
It would happen every time. I got so afraid, I'd get a kitchen knife and sit in the living room with all the lights on shaking. I told her of this
several times, but she's like that kind of person that, if it doesn't happen to them, they think you are just imagining it. (Extremely irritating
:flame
I'd tell her about it and "Maybe you just fell asleep and had a nightmare." or something to that tune.
And an interesting thing is that, one day my mother wanted to move some things from the garage into the attic, but when she tried opening the attic
door, it was completely impossible. It was stuck. She stood there for about an hour trying to pry it off, but to no avail. I remember this as I was
sitting there watching "The Prisoner".
I'll skip a few years now, I can't recall everything that happened to me unfortunately.
I was living in Alabama with my grandmother while my mother lived in Norway. My grandparents had just bought a brand new home in an area that was
still being developed. Right down the street from us, there was (and still is) the end of the road with a large wooded area. It's strange, because
at night (every night) the wind will blow towards the wooded area. And if you stand in the street, it will feel like it's trying to push you towards
the woods. After a year of living there, I found out there's actually a morgue there, and on the other side of the street, a church and cemetery.
On one occasion, I parked my car with my friend at the end of the road at night and turned off all the lights. after ten minutes, we saw what appeared
to be "red glowing eyes" appear in the bushes. Now of course, this could have been animals, but you have to be there to get the feeling that we
did. I was so scared I couldn't even turn on the car and get out of there. I felt if I made any movements, we'd be attacked. That's the last time
we tried that.
And in the same house, at night, I could hear what sounded like scratching on the side of the house right outside my window. This would happen many
times. It's like if you take a bare tree branch and scrape it alongside the vinyl siding. And there is absolutely nothing on the side of the house.
No trees or bushes. Nothing except plain grass.
On an interesting note, my brother went to visit my grandparents. He said that he's also heard this strange sound many nights. He was shocked that
we both experienced it.
While visiting my grandparents house, he also had heard banging on the back door. He thought it was someone trying to get in, so he took my old
baseball bat and flung open the back door. He then heard something run. (he couldn't see what though) While adjusting to the darkness, he saw what
appeared to be a black creature appear behind one of the many bushed my grandmother had planted. He said he got the chills running up and down his
spine, as he could tell this was no man. He took the baseball bat and flung it towards the bush. And when he did, this thing ran towards the ditch
right behind our back yard and ran into a large sewer pipe. My brother stayed up all night that night.
Thanks for reading, if you all wouldn't mind, check out my other thread. I really need some help, and it seems no matter where I go, I only get more
questions!
Thank you!