I was sitting in the front room reading a book, listening to my portable cd player, when I heard one of the kitchen chairs scoot out and hit the washer. Thinking it was my mom, I got up walked into the kitchen, but no one was there. Noticing the bolt on the door was still locked, I pushed the chair back in, went into the front room and heard the same thing again, but only this time, I heard a man cuss and he sounded angry.
So I got up turned everything off, locked the front door, and when I got to Melissa's she was in bed, so I walked on to the nursing home. When I got to the nursing home, the RN, told me what room my mom was in, I found my mom, told her what happened, and she asked if she could leave early.
When we got to our apartment, everything was like normal, so, my mom fixed us some hamburgers and went to bed. Sunday morning, I got up and was taking a shower, when I heard foot steps coming up the stairs, unfortunately, I forgot to grab a towel, so thinking it was my mom, I asked her if she could get me a towel, but no answer.
So, I forgot about the towel and got dressed, I looked in my mom's bedroom to see if she was in there, but nothing or no one was in there, so I checked my bedroom still nothing. Thinking it was my imagination, doubting that, because of the experience I had when I was a kid.
I was heading down the stairs, when I felt a gust of cool breeze pass by me, knowing there wasn't any windows up, I ran down the stairs. I asked my mom if she was upstairs, and she said no. Then, I told her what I had felt on the stairs, and she said she had felt it too that morning.
That night, my sister K and brother in law Wayne came, they asked if they could stay with us until they found a place, and my mom said yes. I baked some cup cakes and we were sitting around talking, when I looked over at my niece, I noticed she was looking at the corner and said hi.
The second time she done it, she said hi and waved, thinking she was doing it to me; I looked at her again, and noticed that she was looking behind me. So thinking it was their dog, I turned around and nothing was there. My sister and brother in law thought she was doing it to me, but I didn't say anything.
After we finished talking and everything, we all decided to go to bed, my sister, her husband, and my niece, was taking my bedroom for the night. Wayne asked me if he could listen to my radio, so I said he could, and he switched it to a classic rock station, and I went on to bed.
The next morning, Wayne was telling mom and me that he had the radio on classic rock, and was drifting off to sleep, the radio had changed to jazz, never believing in stuff like that, he said it freaked him out, and he went down stairs and fell asleep on the couch.
Fifteen minutes later, my sister K and my niece came down, and K said that my niece kept laughing, like something was making her laugh. Kim said she just smiled and went to sleep. Later that day, my mom seen the manager of the apartments, and she told her that there was an apartment for Kim and Wayne to move into.
So after helping they move their stuff in, later that night Wayne said he was going to get some beer for him and Kim. When he got back, he asked if one of us went to our apartment, and we said no, and he said when he drove by as he was leaving, the kitchen light flicked on and off, and he seen a black shadow.
He said he figured it was one of us. So, later that night Kim and Wayne stayed the night again, and we noticed that their dog kept looking at the stairs and growling, but after a few minutes he stopped.
The next night they, stayed in their apartment, it started storming and the power went out so my mom and I, got some flashlights and candles, we lit the candles and turned the flashlights off to save the batteries, and we were sitting on the couch, when the air started having a violent angry feeling to it.
Not thinking anything about it, we looked to the bottom step, and seen a black figure of a person, we turned the flashlights on, but nothing was there, then when we turned the flashlight off again, we seen the figure walk by our window, so we turned the flashlight on again, but nothing was there then.
Even though, the feel of the violent angriness was still there, it went away when the electricity came back on a few minutes later. So when the lights were back on, my mom went up and was going through her jewelry box, and found a cross necklace she had for a long time, and hung it up.
We didn't have anything more happen that night, So the next day, my mom asked the manager of the apartment if anything ever happened in the apartment, and she told my mom, all she knows is before she came manager, that there was a guy and his wife that lived there. The guy came home one day after work, and found his wife and cousin together, they got in a fight, and he shot his wife, his cousin, and then turned around and shot himself.
After that we moved out, and they could never keep anyone in that place. A couple had moved in there, and the next night they moved out. A month later, a Mother, her boyfriend, and her son moved in there, and we had became friends with them. We told them that we used to live there.
Without us mentioning anything to them, she asked us if we moved because of things that that they were experiencing, without us saying anything, she started explaining everything that happened to us, and that her dog, which is a lovable dog, would go sit at the bottom of the steps and growl like he wasn't going to let someone come down.
To this day the apartment, doesn't feel right, and no one will stay in it longer than a month. They said there was one person that lived in it for a year, because that was all they could afford at the time.
Sorry this story was so long, I just wanted to share with you another experience I had. You can choose to believe it or not, I explained everything to how I remembered it, which it isn't something, I have been able to forget. Thanks for reading.