As a child, I was always looking for adventure. I can remember being in 2nd grade and sitting around telling ghost stories with all of my friends. We lived to talk of things unknown. Many of us still do to this day.
I am 24 now and have had very few experiences in my life, concerning the paranormal. When I was young, my daddy would tell me about strange things that had happened to him. I always found myself feeling, in a way, jealous that he could see and hear things.
When I was around 10 years old, he and my step-mom moved into their current home. Daddy would always talk about how he could hear music emanating from the garage when no one was out there. He could hear the back door open and close, but no one was there. On several occasions, he has witnessed the glass doors on the fireplace being opened, only an inch or so, but hearing the sound of the scraping metal as it moved.
We knew the history of the house, so it never really scared me per se. It only made me a bit uneasy. They had bought the house from a widow who had lost her husband, Scott just months before. He was killed just around the corner from the house in a car accident - he never made it home. Kay said that she just couldn't be there anymore. It was painful, as it was their first home together. They were newlyweds.
I have had a few experiences in the home, but this one, in particular stands out:
This was probably about 3 years ago. I would have been about 21 years old. I had gone to daddy's house to eat dinner with him and my step-mom. The way the home is set up is that the living room is huge and open. In between is a galley-style kitchen that opens up to the large hallway that stretches the width of the house. So, you can pretty much see everything other than the bedrooms and the bathrooms.
We had finished dinner and were watching a movie, when both of them needed to use the bathrooms. I was watching the TV, waiting for them to return so we could resume the movie. As I sat there, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that someone was standing in the hallway to my left. It seemed like minutes had gone by that they were standing there, so I looked up, assuming it was my step-mom. I started to laugh as I asked 'What are you doing?'. But when I looked in her direction, she wasn't there. No one was there. I shrugged it off and continued to watch TV. When I looked away, it was there again. I glanced in that direction and nothing. Whatever I was seeing was only in my peripheral vision. Soon after, my daddy returned, and I just ignored the situation.
It looked to me like how people usually explain shadow people. I could not see any details of the person, other than the shape of the figure was that of a man. It was black as far as I could tell. I just find it rather strange that it only appeared out of the corner of my eye. Also, I have read that most people feel doom when they witness a shadow person. I felt discomfort at the fact that there was something there, watching me, but it did not feel evil or even just bad for that matter. I still feel it was Scott.
Once, about a year and a half ago, my friend and I went over there for a bit of a "ghost hunting" session. We took a voice recorder, a crystal, and even dowsing rods for the fun of it! We walked around, took pictures and saw some strange orbs, but nothing more than orbs - dust in most cases. When we started talking to him through the crystal, we got some answers.
I still hope to this day that it truly was him and not another entity trying to mess with us. We recorded the conversation, but never found any sort of EVP. We asked him if he was happy that daddy owned the house. He said "yes". We asked if he liked everyone there, even ALL of the animals. He said "yes". But when we asked him if he could go see his wife, he said "no". And when we asked him if he could leave, he said "no". I found these two answers to be very sad and it still troubles me.
Why is he stuck there? And if he is stuck, why is he "happy"?
Don't really need "help" or anything, but I wanted to share my story with people that won't think I am a creep! So, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!