This story is very fresh in my mind since it only happened a few days ago.
My mother let me and my brother stay are home for the first time by ourselves. Now everything was great at first so much freedom we could eat what we wanted, look at our iPads as much as we wanted. But things soon changed. I was sitting in the lounge room reading my Archie comic when I hear a loud crash in the computer room. Being too scared to go alone I asked my annoyed brother if he would accompany me to the computer room. Our nice painting had been lifted off the wall and drop hard on the floor since one of our tiles were cracked.
Me and my brother looked at each other scared and puzzled. My cat came rushing into the room with her tail pointed up and fluffed up and a arched back. She seemed very distressed. Me and my brother knew that we should take the cat and go outside until our parents came home.
This is where it gets even stranger. My parents had just came home and we were unpacking the groceries when dad went to look in the computer room. But the painting was back up on the wall. HOW DOES IT GET BACK ON THE FLIPIN WALL. The Tile was still cracked and my dad just gave me the angriest look and told me to go to my room.
Sitting in my room I look up at the large closet mirror which is opposite to my bed and there was a dark figure standing next to my book shelf but when I look at the bookshelf there was nothing there. I'm really starting to wonder about this house. I mean why is all of this stuff happening? It's so typical of a ghost to not want you in their space but why did all the weird stuff start happening now?
I think that if any paranormal things happen I might not submit it to this website since it might anger the ghost. So I won't be posting probably for a while. Hopefully everything will stop and I can live my life in peace without any strange ghost experiences.
Thakyou for reading