It's been 4 years since the first story posted and I promised to share my next experiences. I post this story with a new account since I forget my password, my old account was MangoMango, my first story titled "That Cheerful Voice".
Here we are...
We moved from our first house to a new one, still in the same neighbourhood. This new house is big, we have a garden and a fish pond, very nice and roomy.
I got a bedroom which has a connecting door to my parents' room. I adapt quickly but not long after I start to feel uneasy in my own bedroom. I always felt being watched by a thousand eyes from all around the corner. I always woke up in the middle of the night for no reason with a feeling that I'm being watched, the feeling was so strong, I don't have any courage to check around because I knew I was alone. Until I came to a point that I thought I was being monitored and asked my parents if they ever secretly woke up just to watch me sleep, which makes my mom think I am paranoid because this is my first time sleeping on my own. One day when I returned from school I saw that they had removed the door as a solution to my fear of sleeping alone.
Of course that didn't work. That feeling lingers and only in my bedroom. Weird things began to occurred. From missing things to a sudden white flash jolting across the room. Strange noises, stomping, whispering, tapping... The house just feels darker and colder. I'm afraid of my own bedroom, my life isn't comfortable any more. How about my parents? I don't know if they ever did experience the same things but chose to ignore it because they always had the excuses.
I was alone for this matter until my cousin came to work at Jakarta and lived with us. I knew she knew about something because I once caught her reacting to the same sudden flash of white and then I gave her the "I knew you saw it" looks which she replied with an awkward gaze. But I never share anything with her, I'm afraid she would moved away, let's enjoy these crazy things together shall we? Better together than alone right?
Because I'm only a little girl and I have no choice, I just bear it all and get used to it. The activities have indeed increased but most of them only appear with flashes and sounds. A new incident only happened once where I suddenly saw something thrown but then disappeared. Until one day my parents decided to install a new shower system for the second bathroom and the next morning, my mom was angry and asked if anyone of us had ever turned on the hot shower all night... Of course none. My father was upset but he remained silent and checked the system for damage but my mother was too absorbed in her anger. She yelled at us and said if no one did, then was that a ghost? She kept scolding and making fun of us, saying that we were crazy then proceeding to taunting the ghosts, if it really was them, she demand them to turn-on the shower once again. Nothing happened of course...
I know it was them. They are becoming more active and now my mother is mocking them... Thanks mom...
Fyi, the shower system was perfectly fine.
After that particular day and maybe they are affected by my mom anger, the activity increased. We often experience a single power outage at midday or midnight. The electrician came to our house many times but found no problems, our electricity was fine. My aunt once complained to us (I've a little sister) to stop running around the house but the fact was, we were playing peacefully on the living room. There's a bunch of mysterious things happened. I don't remember all of them but there's one, that I will never forget and this is the peak of all. I was on my third grade of elementary school when it happened.
My house was located near an empty lot that turned into a badminton court. That year, badminton suddenly became very popular, everybody came out to play and my parents also infected by badminton fever. Some match also casually held here. That particular day, my parents, cousin and aunt were out to watch a badminton match, leaving me and my sister alone at home.
We were playing together in my parents' room when suddenly we heard a knock on the door, it was quite loud. I answered the knock, then the doorknob turned and the door opened slightly. We still sat on the bed staring at the door and I shouted "Mom? Dad?". No one answered. Suddenly the door slammed shut then repeatedly swung open and close violently! I was shocked, my sister began screaming and crying. I hug my sister and screamed but it didn't stop! In the midst of fear and panic I kept pushing myself to find out who it was then I decided to stand up and peek at the door (it still open and closed by itself) and oh my god... I saw a torso with a green t-shirt and purple short pants, no head, no arms, no legs, floating near the door! I screamed and ran to my sister, we both screamed until the the door suddenly stopped swinging and closed calmly, we saw the door knob twisted one last time and it stopped. It's gone... We were still shocked and crying...
We waited and hugged each other for quite a long time until we both sure it was completely gone. I grab my sister and we ran to the court calling for our mom. My cousin noticed first and rushed to us asking why we were running and screaming like crazy. We still cried until we returned home together. I told my parents everything. I don't remember their reaction but I'm glad that they finally listen to me. Shortly we moved again to another house on a new neighbourhood. My parents decided to build the new house and blessed the house twice. Some little things do happen, but rarely. They exist anyway but this one I can just ignore it. I'm relieved:)
I sometimes returned to visit my old neighbourhood and the house was still vacant. Looks gloomy, dark and shabby. Before I write this post, I returned one more time. Someone had purchased the house and is under renovation, I just want to say good luck and may God bless the future tenant.
Thank you for reading, what I want to say is please never provoke them, if possible please bless your house too.
I still have my latest and hopefully my last encounter with "them". I'll tell you on the next post. Bye~
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