I live in a one-story house by a private lake in a gated community with my mother, and my two sisters, Lily and Rose. I am the oldest child at fifteen, as Lily is nine and Rose is seven. Before I begin, I think that if I explain my house a bit more, the events that took place will make a bit more sense.
When you enter the front door of my house, to the left is the garage, laundry room, and master bedroom. Straight ahead is the living room, which has large bay windows that overlook the lake as well as our dock. The living room opens up into the kitchen without any walls or doors between the two rooms. Also connected to the living room is a hallway with a bathroom and three bedrooms. My bedroom is right across from the bathroom, whereas Rose's bedroom is to the right of it, and Lily's bedroom is next to mine. At the very end is a small closet that holds blankets and whatnot.
The events seemed to have first started when my mother and her boyfriend Matt, who comes over to our house nearly every day, were watching a horror movie known as The Skeleton Key in the living room. Suddenly, in the middle of the movie, a lamp that had been unplugged for years turned on. Startled, my mother jumped off of the couch, but didn't think any more of it than a weird phenomenon. Matt agreed that it was probably nothing, and they returned to the movie. The next morning, my mother told me about the event that occurred the previous night, but didn't mention anything to my sisters. A week passed, and nothing happened as far as we could tell.
One night, I went to the library to finish homework, and my sisters had a sleepover, so that left just my mother and Matt home alone. She told me when I got home that the fireplace had burst into flame without anyone going near it. She looked frightened, so I made Rose and Lily sleep with her that night.
In my mother's room, she had a very old computer that hadn't been used since I was a small child. It wasn't plugged in or anything. But, in the wee hours of that night, the computer screen blinked on with a simple error message displayed. My sister Rose is a very light sleeper, so the light woke her, and she woke my mother. We got rid of the computer the next morning.
About a month passed after that experience, and we finally thought that the house was now at peace. We were, indeed, wrong.
My other sister Lily has this habit of talking to herself every night before she goes to sleep. She'll do so for about ten minutes, and then drift off into dreamland. But, late one particular night, Lily didn't stop talking to herself. It was making me angry because I couldn't fall asleep, so I got up and walked into Lily's room.
"Lily, who on earth are you talking to?!" I demanded.
Lily blinked at me, and then said, "Him," and pointed to the window, where no one stood. I have to admit that I was a bit spooked by this, but children do have very active imaginations, especially in my family. So I simply told her to go to sleep and went back to bed. I didn't hear her talking any more that night.
The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of Rose crying and calling for me.
"Violet! Help me!" she'd cry.
Alarmed, I walked to her room to see what was the matter. I tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. I pushed it harder, even rammed my shoulder into it, but it still wouldn't move. I ran and told Matt that there was something blocking Rose's door, and he had to take a running start in order to get it open. It appeared that someone had pushed Rose's big oak dresser in front of the door. It was much too heavy for a seven year old to move.
The most current event that's happened to us is this. Next to the windows and the backdoor of the living room, there's a little sign that says "Fishing Season is Year-Round" that hangs off of a nail with a wire. Well, one evening, my mother, Matt, my aunt, and I were all sitting on the couch next to the sign. Suddenly, it just fell off of the wall, right in front of us. There wasn't any way it could've fallen off by itself, because the nail that it was hanging from was bent at an angle to prevent it ever to fall off accidentally. It startled us, but we laughed it off as Casper just trying to get some attention.
I'm not sure if this counts, because, like I stated earlier, children do have very active imaginations. However, due to the events that have occurred to me in the past, I'm forced to be open to the possibility that the things that Lily says is true. She claims that people will come out of the television in her room and try to scare her. We tried to solve this problem by letting her sleep on the couch, but she's just as disturbed, saying that the same people will come out of the living room television as well. If there's a television in the room that she's supposed to sleep in, she won't sleep unless the television is covered with a blanket or a towel or something.
I can assure you that these things I've experienced are real, and that they aren't just some stories that I've made up for entertainment. To be honest, I'm sort of surprised that my dog hasn't acted up during these few months, but he acts like nothing's happened. I guess the whole "animal instincts" thing about ghosts aren't true. But I'm very sure that my house is something not unlike haunted, and I'm determined to get rid of whatever it is that's causing my family to be afraid of their own house.
Thank you very much for reading; I appreciate the time you took to read about my strange lake house occurrances.