My experiences started back when I was thirteen years old. Though they do not haunt me anymore my experiences have left an impression that has kept me with an open-mind where ever I go. My aunt Mable lived in an old house way out in the country, and I used to go and spend the weeks and weekends every chance I got. Once my aunt started renovating her house is when all the activity started to happen.
The first experience I had at the house with a poltergeist, I was sitting at the dinner table eating lunch with my cousin Josh, and next thing we know we see the front door open and close, we hear loud footsteps walking from the front door to the kitchen and the refrigerator door opens and closes, then the cabinets above the kitchen sink opens and closes, then we hear more footsteps and the backdoor opens and closes. We both looked at each other and turned very pale.
The following weekend is when thing started getting really weird. At this point my aunt was in the middle of renovations and we were all sitting in the living room watching TV when we heard the dog barking out front and he wouldn't stop. After a few minutes we decided to go outside and check it out. When we walked out we saw the dog barking up at a tree and when we looked up we saw a black man and two black children hanging in a tree. At this point I was really freaking at having to spend the night at their house because my parents were out of town.
That night I had a hard time getting to sleep but after a couple of hours I finally drifted off. The next morning I woke up before anyone like usual and was just laying there when the next thing I know the same black man I saw hanging in the tree came walking through the door, as he started walking and passed right by me I looked in the kitchen and saw the same two little boys as well, except this time I could see that the two boys had holes in their head. Once everyone was up I told them about my personal experience and told them how freaked out I was and my aunt mable thought it was time to get some help.
A few weeks later my aunt had put a hold on the renovations and started talking to a local psychic and researcher and asked if she could help. She said she could help and she drove out to my aunts house. When she got to the house she said that she had done some research on the house and come to find out it used to be an old kkk church, and she had records of black people being murdered there.
Among the people murdered she found a father and his two sons that were killed by getting tarred and feathered and beat to death. Which freaked us all out because that was exactly what we saw. She told us that there was another ghost in the house as well as a poltergeist, I couldn't believe it at first, that she was telling us everything we had seen before even getting a chance to talk to her. After walking around the house telling us different things she told us that she had some bad news and asked if she could go outside. We all went outside and she told us that she think there was bodies buried on my aunt property and showed us where. We started digging the next day and found a few bones but nothing else. We don't know if they are human or not but once the renovations were complete no one has seen or heard anything.
Please forgive me in my spelling and punctuation. This is my first time writing my experience instead of just telling. From those days forward I have had a new look on life and I feel like I can sense things a lot better when I enter a new place. Thank you.