posted on Nov, 18 2010 @ 01:50 PM
I'm going to try and be as specific as I can with all of this.
Many years ago when I was around the age of five to seven, I lived in a house with my Mom, Step-Dad, 2 brothers, and 2 step sisters. My oldest step
sister lived in the basement, it had four stories, there was a main floor, a basement and a basement under that basement basically.
She always told my Mom and Step Dad about things happening down there, she would never tell me any details and still doesn't because she doesn't
like thinking about it or talking about it... I am thinking of messaging her over Facebook to find more details.
Anyway, back then my Mom and Step Dad would lock us in the basement when we were bad (assholes), the light switch was on the other side of the door
however, where they were so I couldn't turn on the lights if I wanted to. I found myself always standing at the top of the stairs staring down at
something, screaming for my Mom or Step Dad to let me out of the basement. I always knew there was something down there.
One time living there I was taking a bath, and there was a big mirror on the wall, I could see myself in the tub if I looked at it, so I glanced at it
once in the bathtub and saw a girl standing in the bathroom with me.
I don't remember everything, I can't remember much of what she looked like, but my Mom has made it clear to me that I did tell her this story when I
was younger, apparently the day it happened I told her.
Another time, when my mother was tucking my younger brother and me in to bed (we had bunk beds at the time), we were never much of a religious family
but one night out of nowhere I asked my little brother and Mom if we could say a prayer, a few seconds after that I heard a young girls voice say, "A
prayer? OK." It wasn't the voice of my mom, and we never did say a prayer that night.
One day after school some time, I was in the first basement and my brothers and I were playing with toy cars, at random one of the leather recliners
in the room began to move, and I could hear up the stairs my dog jumping at the door to go outside, I ignored the recliner moving and continued
playing with the cars, and then we heard a young girl's voice saying "Let the dog out." Needless to say we all went upstairs, let the dog out and
didn't go back down to the basement.
Needless to say, many years later if I speak to someone about this girl ghost, I almost begin to cry.
One thing that made me believe that this girl wasn't only in that house was one day in the fifth grade when I would go to my auntie's house after
school, I was watching the television in the living room, everybody else was upstairs at the time.
Next to the TV was a door that lead to a laundry room and bathroom, the door was open.
I was just watching this show, and then I looked at the door and saw a girl standing there.
It wasn't either of my two female cousins who live there, they had no friends over, and my auntie was upstairs with them.
I stared at this girl for a few seconds, it felt like forever, and then I closed my eyes and ran upstairs to my auntie crying.
Now I'm almost seventeen, I haven't SEEN this girl anywhere lately, but I do have a few things I would like to point out.
Since around that time in fifth grade I have had bad depression, it's been constant and only seems to get worse. I don't know if this could have
anything at all to do with it, but it may.
I also have bad anxiety, and paranoia if that means anything.
Last night as I was laying in bed, I was just thinking to myself. It was about 1:00 AM and everybody else was asleep, besides that I am in the
basement so I wouldn't be able to hear anybody else talking anyway (note I live in a different house now, not the one mentioned previously), so I was
laying there and all of a sudden I heard a whisper, like it was right in my ear saying "I know you". I opened my eyes right away and kept them open
for probably 30 minutes with only blinking. I couldn't fall asleep but I was tired right before that happened, however that woke me right up.
Also, I had a friend who's mother is something to do with communicating with demons, ghosts, etc.
The friend of mine said that one day her mom did mention getting an uncomfortable feeling from me, and her mom offered to have me go over and she
could try communicating with it.
I passed on the offer however, as I thought it was silly...
Anyway, that's all I can think of putting at the moment... Share your thoughts, I am very curious to figure out what is going on.