Let me start by saying that I have a huge interest in reading about paranormal activities. I'm thrilled I found this site and I love getting spooked (but not face to face). I have only encountered two in my life and I don't look forward to coming upon any others.
The first time a ghost spooked me happened when I was about 11. I used to live in the country in a small populated town, Holiday Lakes, Texas, where the homes were very old and in bad condition. We lived in a very poor house with no A/C, heater, carpet, walls... It was just really ugly. Now, I don\ t know the history of the house or who lived there before us because you just don't think of that when you are 11, but in our back yard, which was a huge land there was an old abandoned burned roof for years. Me and my brother played by it but I always got a creepy feeling that something tragic happened.
One late night, I am lying in my bedroom which I shared with my brother and sister. The bedroom is very plain, the door is right by a wall that was supposed to be a long closet but since there was no door we had a drawer instead and in front was my bed. My cousin was baby-sitting us and she was lying with us too. My brother and sister were asleep but me and my cousin stayed up talking with the lights off. While me and my cousin are talking we start hearing footsteps. Now this house is really old and the floors are made of old wood and it was high off the ground so you can hear it very clearly. The floor was creaking and the steps were getting closer. I knew it was a ghost the second I heard it because no one was home! I whispered to her, "Carmen do you hear that?" She whispered back, "yes." The footsteps came in the bedroom (the door was already open) and I just sat there frozen in the pitch black. My mom kept her documents in one of the drawers and I started hearing papers being moved around! I was so scared but I just kept listening. It just sounded as if someone was looking for something.
My cousin, who is very brave, cleared her throat really loud, got up, and went toward the door to turn on the light. The noise stopped completely and my cousin walked out of the room leaving me there. I didn't say anything I just stared at the drawer with my eyes and mouth wide open until she came back. I was so freaked out! But my cousin came back with a knife saying, "whoever is out there needs to leave us alone!" I just watched her but I was thinking you don't need the knife you can't hurt it...
I never heard anything else again and I don't remember being scared after that. I have always been the type to pretend they are not there maybe that's what I did. I feel that if you don't acknowledge them they won't bother you. It is just a frightening feeling for me to let a ghost know I know he is watching me.
I know this is not a WOW story but it was my moment where I knew they are real and something I don't like experiencing, reading about it is scary enough!
Thanks for reading my story. Have a spooky day!
Your cousin was definitely brave for doing what she did. I would totally freak if I heard footsteps and knew a ghost was in my room. Again, your story was definitely a good read and I favorited it.
Thanks for sharing.