I still remember this as if it happened yesterday. When I was four years old, I lived with my grandparents (and they eventually adopted me). My grandparents and I always went to garage sales every Saturday morning, without fail. It was about 6:30 am and my PawPaw was out getting gas for the car and my MawMaw was in her bedroom putting on her clothes. I was sitting on the couch eating a bowl of Rice Krispies and watching cartoons.
My grandparents had bought a brand-new TV with remote and had cable (this was 1980). There was no one in the living room with me at all. I thought I was grown up to get to be alone in the living room. As soon as I thought that, the TV went all weird. My cartoon blipped off and I became very angry. I went over and hit the TV a couple of times and it came back on. As soon as I sat down with my cereal, the cartoon blipped off again. I got up and went over to the front of the TV. The screen began to blink and all of these faces began appearing on the screen.
I screamed and my MawMaw came running out in her slip. I told her what happened and she thought maybe the cable wire came out of the back. She inspected the back of the TV and found that the wire was secured in place. She hit the top of the TV and the cartoon didn't come back. Instead, on the screen there were these faces that looked so weird. The channel had not been changed and there was nothing to explain why these faces were appearing. My MawMaw could hear whisperings and she turned up the volume. The volume went up but the voices still remained inaudible and at the same whispery level as before. She was getting a little upset. She had the idea of pulling the plug out of the wall to see if that would fix the TV. She pulled it and the TV STAYED ON for about 5-6 seconds and then went off. The TV always went off immediately after pushing the off button. She screamed and I was crying by this point. She took me by the hand and we ran outside in the backyard and sat on her swing until my PawPaw came home a few minutes later.
He saw us and got angry with my MawMaw for being outside in her slip and for me being out in my gown. She was scared and shaking and told him what had just happened and that she would not go back in that house until that TV was taken out. He was upset by this because he had bought that TV the previous week.
So, he took the TV out of the house and waited until a TV repairman opened up his shop. The repairman took apart the TV and tested the tube and whatever else they do to TVs. He could not explain why the TV went on the fritz like it did. Nevertheless, the TV was returned to the furniture store and we got a new one. That TV never acted strange.
After the TV incident, we started experiencing acute paranormal things that almost always happened when I and my MawMaw were alone in the house together. This story is absolutely true and until I grew up and had my own children, I never told anyone this story. My MawMaw never told a soul, and as far as I know, she took it with her to her grave.