First off Im a dumb grunt so my grammer is horrible. So bear with me. Also this is my first thread and not sure where to post this?
This is just the earliest of many weird things that has happend to me, I will tell more later on. First some back story. I grew up in Tuckerton, N.J.
When I was around 5 my mother, father, older sister, and younger brother moved into a brand new just built house on a cul da sak in a new neighborhood
. All our neighbors moved in around the same time. Across the street and at the end of the cul da sak was woods then about 1/2 mile back was
Since we moved into this new house I always felt uneasy. Since I felt creeped out I always slept with my door open with the hall light on. I still
remember this stuff like it was yesterday. Well one night or early morning I woke up from a dead sleep. I looked over at my doorway and this thing was
standing there. Looked like a midgett, it was about 3 ft tall. I could only see a outline because of the hall light coming from behind it. It couldnt
be my brother since he was 1yrs old. Well I went under the covers and thought should I stay here or do I attack it. When I lifted back up the covers
it was gone and the sun was coming through the windows. It was pitch black out a few min before. Now the part that creeps me out to this day.
There was always weird stuff goin on in that house, hearing someone whisper my name in my ear, stuff falling in my closet at night, to something
tapping on my bunk bed stand when im trying to sleep. Fast foward a few years. My brother and I now share my room, he sleeps on the bottom bunk and I
sleep on top.
This might sound unbelievable, it even does to me when I remember it but I swear on everything important to me im not making this up. One night I woke
woke up and when I o[en my eyes I noticed my face was about a inch from the ceiling (I normally have enoungh room on my bunk to sit straight up). When
I was totally aware that something wasnt right I dropped. but when I dropped I wasnt over my bed I was about 2 ft away from my bed. I tried to grab
the railing the saftey railing to the bed but I was only able to grab it with one arm and it slipped off and I hit the floor.
I went into my parents room and woke them up I told them what happend and they just said ok sleep in here tonight. When I woke up the next morning I
tried telling them again but they didnt believe me. I even had a long scratch on my arm from when I tried to grab the railing. I didnt sleep in that
room for about a year. We finally moved about 10 yrs after that. I never felt the way in that house in any other house.
I told my older sister about this a couple of years ago. She believed me but she never had anything weird happen to her or neither has my brother. Im
wondering if it could be because that land our neighborhood was built on Lenni Lenape land. heres a link to the area I lived. We had these clam shell
piles in the wetlands near our house, we used to take the clam shells and skip them across the water. I kinda find it hard to believe a indian ghost
was haunting me but we were the first to live in that house.
Any thoughts would be helpful. its been 20yrs since this and it still haunts me everyday. I am terrified of ghost, If I was in a 5 story builing and I
seen a spritr or ghost I would dive out of the window to get away from it. I dont wanna say thats what it was though.
Oh btw this the gray area forum but I always thought it was spelled grey. I might have been spelling it wrong my whole life
30-7-2012 by ussoldier because: (no reason given)