A few years ago my parents decided to Divorce and went through a huge custody battle. (I chose my father due to my mom's drinking problem.) So since then I've been living in his two storey house with my older and younger brothers. Since the first day I moved into the house things have been going haywire.
The very first time I entered the house I got chills from head to toe. Considering the house only had three bedrooms I had to share with my older brothers. The same night we were all downstairs watching some movies when we heard shuffling of feet coming form the next room. My Dad told us to stay put and went to investigate it. Christopher and Nathan were freaking out (My younger brothers Chris being ten and Nate being seven.) but dad came back and told us there was nothing there, we heard the same shuffling clear up until we went to bed. (I had asked my dad if that ever happened before and he said no.)
I Slept with Nick that night. (Nick my oldest brother being Seventeen.) It was kind of uncomfortable but I was just grateful he allowed me to sleep with him. At 2:45 we all were awoken by a loud bang (Where light sleepers.) we gave each other a look before going and investigating. The bang had come from my younger brothers room which must have scared them (they were huddled together under the covers) Kenny (My next eldest brother being sixteen.) flipped on the lights and as soon as he did the closet door slammed. It scared us all so we ran into our dad's room. We told him what happened and he just shook it off we refused to go to sleep that night.
The next morning Dad and Nick had gone to work leaving me and Kenny to look after Nate and Chris. Kenny seemed distant and a little paranoid. (He and I have always been strong believes in the paranormal.) we tried to move on finding things to occupy us (Which ended up being a game of Cards) before we could finish the game Chris came downstairs crying saying that Nate was acting weird so of course we put everything down and went to check on Nick. We found him sitting with the closet door open just staring in there we tried talking to him but he wouldn't answer or look at us. Kenny tried snapping his fingers in his face and he didn't even flinch. I began to get a little scared so I lightly touched Nicks shoulder and he snapped out of it and when he did the closet door slammed shut and locked. My heart was beating out of my chest. I hurried and got my brothers out of there and downstairs. (Not to mention our cars had been scattered everywhere.)
Over the next few days closet doors would slam, Footsteps would be heard, and loud bangs occasionally happen. I remember asking my brothers if this had ever happened before I came and they said no. I didn't want to believe I was the cause but then again when I lived with my mother at the apartments we did hear footsteps and scratching noises but that was about it and we ignored it. For a week things went calm and we thought maybe it got bored and left. We of course where wrong.
Nick had started acting really weird. He wouldn't eat, sleep, talk nothing. He would focus on one spot and not take his eyes off it. As the days went by he got more violent throwing things, hitting people, screaming at the top of his lungs. One day we couldn't find him or Chris and we were starting to worry. Kenny said we should check the closest, we e all agreed. Me and my older brothers checked upstairs while my dad searched down. We found Nick in his bedroom closest glaring at what we thought was us. This continued for several moments before he pointed. We turned and saw a boy that looked EXACTLY like nick. Only he wore a black suite. We all couldn't move seriously it was like we were frozen there. It wasn't until we heard Chris scream that we were able to move and I swear the little boy turned to me and had the most evil smile on his face.
We found Chris in our room which was freezing and the air was just so heavy. Chris was huddled on his bed and in the corner of his room was the EXACT same boy from Nick's room and he gave me that same evil smile. I hadn't realized but I was holding onto Kenny's arm shaking. This boy looked at us and laughed not like a child or like a human it was Unexplainable. Chris's bed started shaking and he was freaking out we all ran on the bed and sat on it to try and make it stop but it just got worse Nick came into the room and shouted "Leave them alone!" I'll never forget that moment because standing beside him was what looked like a war soldier and as soon as the little boy saw him he growled angrily and vanished. I thanked this man because he didn't feel evil everything about him felt good.
I have a lot more to tell that I will be posting soon. I need advice on what to do.