100 year old house

Others Stories | May 8, 2012 | 6 min read
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100 year old house

Since I was about four years old I've seen ghosts, sense they're presence, felt them, and had my things missed place/disappeared.

But about 7 years ago, I moved in to a new home; I was eager and concerned about the house because I felt that something is wrong with the house (and of course it's the only house I lived in; since I mostly lived in apartments). Also, my family wasn't a really happy family but ...

As months past by, I noticed that my family had changed (a lot) ... My dad would be more aggressive,  serious, quiet, and just a grumpy man. My mother was really quiet, alone, and distant from my older brother's and I. Also, my second oldest brother (Jesus) wasn't talkative like he normally is,  my third oldest brother (Enrique) was frequently locked up in his room, more serious, quiet, and distant from everyone, and my fourth oldest brother (Jimmy) was getting aggressive, serious, distant and just plain angry at some points. As for me, I haven't changed ... Just yet.

Two years past by, and my brother Jesus moved out of the house; when he moved out of the house he was back to his original self again which got me thinking. Since he left, my brother's had their own room, and so did I. My room is upstairs on the left, while Jimmy's was just next door. I have to admit that I was scared to sleep by my self; especially in the dark, even if I had the door opened. Every night I constantly have nightmares, and sometimes wake up screaming. But as years past by, my attitude changed, I wasn't really happy any more, or the same. I would also, usually wake up at night and I find my shirt half on button, my shirt is button right, one of my arms would be out of my shirt, my pants/shorts unbutton, ext. I never told my mother at all, I would just ignore it.

When I was about 11, my Uncle (Bernadino) passed away and I was really upset about it. But after five days when he passed away it gave me a stronger ability to see,  feel, talk, sense they're presence, sense they're type of energy, and talk to ghosts. I wasn't really happy about that because I would be really frighten at night by what I experience in my room, and I wouldn't even go to sleep well. Because I would hear whispers around me, hear foot steps on the ceiling knowing I don't have an attic, hear people walk in my room, and I constantly wake up at night in the dark and it would be freezing cold in my room that you can see your own breath, and start shaking. Then I would look at a corner and I would see my Uncle's shadow on my wall, or I would see random shadow's.

Like that one summer night from three years ago, I tried opening my eyes because something choking be to death! I slowly opened my eyes, and all I saw was a black figure on top of me choking me; I couldn't scream, I couldn't open my mouth because I just passed out. Till the next morning when I woken up with a sudden pain on my throat, I go to the bathroom looked at my self in the mirror and see red hand marks on my neck.

"What happened to you?" Jimmy asked wondering, I didn't saw anything I just put my head down,  and walked away.

The next night I had a mirror in my room, I was brushing my hair with the lights on; and in the corner of my eye from the mirror I see a little girl with long brunette hair, light skin, a white dress that had blood stain, while looking down at me with her eyes that brighten white light by my door. I looked back to the door and looked back to the mirror ... "She's gone!" I was appalled that I just jumped into my bed and covered my self with my blanket. Day after day at night I constantly see things, and hear things that make me really appalled to go to my room at night. Sometimes I actually thought that I was hallucinating!

When I hit 6th grade, things got worse ... I would wake up with dried cuts, bruises, marks, and pain! I never told any body because I thought they were going to think that I'm crazy or something, at night I would hear screams, scratches in my walls, I would hear voices telling me to do wrong, heavy breathing, and snoring in my room. I knew from these experiences that I had spirits/ghosts, and demons in my house following me!

So, a couple of months later I tell Enrique everything ... When I left the room he told my mom everything, so my mom has slept with me for a couple of months because I've been scared; she even toked down the mirror. My mother also toked me to this place where this woman (Martha)  could "heal" me and get rid of a demon that has been following for a period of time. It also changed my family back to normal ... For a year or so.

My experience stopped for two years in a half because I had a cup of holy water from seven churches, next with a opened bible, with crosses around my room, etc. But, when it started again ... I kept seeing/hearing a little girl who's about 7 to ten years old, she was murdered in my room by her step father, who's trying to do the same to me. I've seen her mother, I'm not sure how she died but she was pregnant.  My sister in law (Norma) also seen her, but I wasn't the only one experiencing bad things. My mother felt a really strong energy (a bad energy of course) right on top of her that she couldn't breath much; she started praying and praying until it went away. Enrique felt 3 fingers go down his back lightly. My dad saw a black figure in front of him at night. Jimmy, was in the shower and the radio we had dropped to the grown and played some creepy music. Jimmy's girlfriend (Jennifer) kept hearing thumps on the wall. While my dog would some times make a scream really loud and wake up scared from it, and sometimes backs away from something that I can't see. Just 10 months ago I woken up at 1:00am; and looked around and when I closed my eyes something was banging on my door really loud that my door was just moving from the pounding.

"MOOOOM!!! MOOOM!!!" I called my mom terrified. When she came everything stopped, she hugged me tight while I was shaking, crying, and sweating from the fear. She put me back to sleep. She asked me what happened, and I told her everything. But 7 months ago , Norma, Jimmy, and I were in my room. Norma saw the little girl she was talking to her, and the little girl told her story it was a tragic story that I can't bear to say, or tell anyone about it. But I had to step out because the step father was walking up behind me to grab me and choke me again. I went downstairs; I didn't want to go to my room but I had to since I had school the next morning, I couldn't sleep I stayed up all night and fell a sleep at sunrise. I told my parent some parts of the story when I had woken up; they said we we're going to see the priest on Sunday. I really didn't want to go to church because I feel awkward, strange, different, and just not me at all. But when we went to church we talked to the priest and made an appointment to talk about what is going on. I told him the story, he went to my house and did a blessing, everything felt different; it was much peaceful, calm, happy, and undisturbed ... It felt magnificent! I slept well in my room (especially because it smelled like roses:). My dog wasn't afraid to go up into my room no more. All of the trouble, and drama in my house stopped! It was them whom made my life like hell ... I have to admit ... I miss the little girl. She may R.I.P.

P.s. Since I had these experiences, it made me stronger. Hope you enjoyed my story that is true ... And I might write my next story about something following me around, how people think I look different, etc.Enjoy.

 

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Chanchal May 16, 2012

Good Writing .........

Andreea May 12, 2012

Like it!!:)

May 9, 2012

Nobody is a bigger critic then I. None criticize their writing more or harder then I criticize mine. It's been said that mixed tense is the biggest mistake writers make. Keep on writing. Good luck.

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