I am turning 30 this summer and am still haunted by things that happened to me when I was 12 years old. I never understood what happened and want an explanation.
When I began 7th grade I'd just moved to a different neighborhood by a girl I'd met the year before. I will call her Heather. She and I hung out everyday. I'd only moved to the state a year ago and still did not know many people. She introduced to me her little sister, I will call Dawn. She was only 2 years younger. The boy who lived behind her she had also grown up with. We will call him Dave. Heather, Dave and I were in the same grade. There was also a boy I will call Lee. He lived in the neighborhood, was 14, and a freshman in the highschool. He'd known this group a while. He had a huge crush on Heather. She did not like him like that, but as a friend. Everyday we hung out together. For some reason Lee was never allowed to have anyone over to his house. Heather and Dawn's parents did not like Lee because of his strong like for Heather, yet we all hung out everyday.
A few times Dave went to Lee's. He lived with a parent and a step parent. The dad was military. The mom was very odd. We would sometimes see her outside the house. She was mean and didn't like anyone. Heather and Dawn lived in the biggest and oldest house in the area. Her parents owned a business and did very well for themselves. The house, the girls claimed, was haunted. Something they claimed they were used to and had grown up experiencing. The parents said they were silly. During this school year Lee became more and more pushy about Heather.
At one time when the girls were out of town Lee, Dave, and someone else who never became a part of the situation, and myself went to the park. Back in the woods was an abandoned old convertible. We sat on it, half buried, joking until Lee wanted to have a seance. We thought we were humoring him... Dave began to hyperventilate and ran out of the woods screaming. I thought it was a joke, and funny. In the next few weeks things began to happen.
Eventually, we found ourselves with Lee always claiming to be a demon. A demon that was possesing him that took over at times. We thought he wanted the attention and humored him. Things began to happen to us when we were alone though. I spent a lot of time home alone as I had a bad home life. I had a litle sister who turned 2 that year and my mom gave birth to my second sister that school year. I began noticing my sister playing with something that was not there. She began to point and say "there he is" and I would catch a glimpse of something blue disappearing into the walls or floors. She was the only one who saw the glimpses of something furry running through out the house, behind couches.
Framed pictures would fly out of rooms at me. Water began turning on by itself in the bathroom and never reach top of the sink, yet the floor was flooded and there were no leaks, as if some one poured water on the floor. No one would be home. Eventully Heather and Dawn reported things too. We had not been telling each other out of fear. They too saw the blue...something. Never formed into anything completly before we took off. It would come through walls...doors...out of no where and begin to form something. They saw different "things" walking throughout their house. I experienced the form of a largely oversized man in black boots but only from waiste down. Sometimes I would see a human shaped white figure, tiny and petite watching me.
Soon the possesions began to be all Lee would do. "Lee" was gone it claimed. "X-NY" or X-neigh"? Was the demons name. Lee would do automatic writings. He could be at home and call me at my home and tell me that Heather was shaving her legs in the shower and would cut herself 3 times. I would hang up and call and she would be just hoping out of the shower only to tell me she had just cut her leg 3 times. Lee was forbidden to call or come to her house. I know they were not joking me. Dave tried going to his house to tell him he believed he was scaring us and to leave us alone. Dave left his house never the same again. He claimed in a frightened tone that Lee pointed to him and some unseen force threw him against the wall. Still, in the back of my head I figured we were just seeing things, just fear getting to us, playing tricks on us. Til it got to the worst point.
The girls went to their parents telling them. I went to my drug addict unhelpful mother. She said that since a ouiji board was used she was not getting involved and seemed terrified. Their parents attempted to talk to his parents, also grounding the girls for having been hanging out with him. Upon their return from their house they came to talk to me and the girls. Said they got no where. The mom would not let the father or the boy speak. There were "voo doo" looking things all over the house. Even her nonbelieving parents were spooked. Lee was furious. We tried to stay away.
The night my mom was having my sister, I was in my living room with my other sister and uncle. He called me saying he could see us. From his bedroom. There was no way in which he could see everything he described... Even if looking through the window. Soon after, on an afternoon after school, the girls grounded, their parents at work, and I home alone. The girls called me hysterical... Said there were ghosts or demons walking all over the house. Everywhere. I said ya'll are just freaking out. The phone line went dead. I could hear fingers snapping. The "demon" would have Lee snap his fingers saying he was stealing our memories. When I spun around he was in my house! Then I was scared. The girls, no shoes on, ran out of their house and to mine. They skidded to a halt when they saw him. He said he was going to kill her for not accepting him. Soon her hands flew to her throat but he was not touching her. I stood there helplessly while I watched finger impressions and scratches forming out of thin air where she was not touching. She soon stopped breathing and fell limp to the floor. Dawn and I were screaming.
Then it all stopped.
A few weeks later, the dad was stationed to Germany. They moved. I moved down street into another house. It came with me. Everything we had been seeing kept happening. He would write to us from Germany. Finally the letters stopped. When they did, for the most part it all died down. Also before it did, It or something was able to mimic my mother's voice and my sister's voice as well. Years and years later Lee called Heather's house. Collect. From a mental institution. In the states.
Today I feel I'm able to sense things more. I still feel things a lot even though I live in another state.
I'd appreciate any insight on this.