I Don't Know What It Is, But The Energy Feels Wrong

As you know from my other story, I'm sensitive to spirits. So, my mom recently moved into a house from her apartment. Originally, I was living with her. See, my mom blesses every new home. Well, while she was blessing the upstairs of the new house, something knocked the bowl out of her hand. A few weeks after that, we were settled in.

My little sister and I went exploring and found this trap door. When opened, it opens to a small dirt tunnel with wires hanging down from the ceiling of it. Only big enough for one person to fit at a time. When she reached to open it, I just got this feeling. Like my body went cold and I felt like if we opened it, we'd release something. So I kind of shoved her and told her not to open it.

Later, I was bringing up a box to my aunt's room when I saw a glimpse of an ankle. Well, more like the whole lower leg, but I only noticed the ankle. The skin was grey, and dirt covered the ankle and foot. But the ankle had cuts on it, like it had been chained or something. It was only for a second, but it's ankle is burned in my mind.

A couple days later, I was up late reading a Stephen King novel. And I know what some are going to say. That what I heard was a figment of my imagination due to reading someone like Stephen King (Bag of Bones at that). But I know that's not it. I heard footsteps on the stairs and I heard the light click on in the kitchen. Again, I got that same cold feeling I'd had when my little sister tried opening the trap door. I didn't want to go check it out, but I did anyway.

When I asked if it was my brother or aunt, or cousin, or even my aunt's husband, I felt a rush of air, and the breath was knocked out of me. I felt like someone had slammed something against my ankles and I couldn't breath. The light went off and I saw a shadow run up the stairs. When I could breath again, I ran to my room and got under the covers. I didn't sleep at all that night. By the afternoon of the next day, I had bruises on my left ankle. Besides that, no one has been hurt by the spirit.