posted on Jul, 16 2012 @ 10:36 AM
My house is the house that everyone calls haunted. From the hand print that is neither inside nor outside of my bedroom window, to the mass swarming
of house flies in one of the guest rooms next to mine. Friends and family members alike have heard/seen very creepy and bizarre things in my house,
all of which I will share. And some of which, not even my best friends know.
My house is a typical two story house in my neighborhood, albeit way more creepy from the outside, with its Insidious-style blood red front doors.
There are numerous stories about my house, all close friends and family, of strange sounds and seeing people. (1) My nephew Alex,
was playing Xbox one afternoon in my room while i was on the computer with my girlfriend. As he tells it, there was no lights on up stairs besides the
TV and there was light coming from the living room. So the room was pretty much pitch black. Well he tells me that from my closet, which is to the
left as you walk in, he heard the Grudge growl/moan. Thinking it was me, he paid it no mind till he heard it again right behind him and louder, now it
was only us three in the house at the time. After listening he realized I was downstairs and that i could not have made the noise and he quickly
flipped the lights on and whatever it was, was gone. (2) The way my upstairs is mapped, is like this, go up the stairs, my room is
at the immediate top of the stairs, to the left is a guest bedroom along with pull-down attic access door and a door to another section of the attic.
And to the right is the restroom and the 2nd guestroom, which is Alex's room when he stays the night. Now that was needed for the following story.
One night, Alex had invited his friend, Alexander over and we chilled, blah blah blah. Well as Alexander was getting to sleep, he said he thought he
heard me coming out of my room and start heading towards the restroom. Now Alex's bedroom door was open this night, unusual, and Alexander could see
all the way down the dark abyss that is my hallway. He heard the footsteps get right outside the doorway and he could see no one, he said the
'thing' just stood there at the doorway, then walked back down to the other guest room. Needless to say, he didn't stay any longer, he ran home at
2 A.M. or earlier/ later. Now I can't really decide what other story to tell about my house. There is a few but I do not want to make one HUGE first
post. I guess if people are interested/intrigued by my stories then I could post the rest.