Ghostly Encounters Part One: Distant Past
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I'm doing this in parts, just because one post would be TOO big, and I'm too tired to do it all tonight anyways. So here goes...
This is stuff that I can remember happening a long time ago, and still evokes feelings inside me. Some of it is scary, others just slightly odd, but all of them HAVE happened, and some can be explained while others cannot. So, to quit with the rambling, here goes.
My brother used to wake up at night and tell my mom he heard voices, a little boy and a little girl, whispering to him. He couldn't tell what they'd say, just... whispers. Never knew who they were, just a little boy and girl...
I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs (same house), about six years old, tying my shoes. I looked up, and saw what could be described as a four foot tall, neon-green demon (almost a goblin), with pointed ears, bright red eyes, and jagged teeth. I screamed, looked up the stairs for my mom, turned back, and it was gone. My mom made me draw it, then she threw it away saying it didn't exist (which she has later confirmed she COMPLETELY believed me, just didn't want me to have nightmares).
I was about eight, and had the strangest dream. We were still living in the same house, and I walked downstairs for some reason. My brother was sitting on a plain wooden chair, and the basement was empty (there was furniture before), and he was pale, staring into a wall. He patted his lap, still staring, and told me to sit down. I did, looked up at him, and said "Ray, what's wrong?" Next thing I know, I turn towards said wall, and there were two big glowing red eyes. I screamed, awoke from the dream, and couldn't sleep the rest of the night. Gah, scary stuff.
I have another story, but I'm too tired to continue. I'll update tomorrow, most likely.
This is stuff that I can remember happening a long time ago, and still evokes feelings inside me. Some of it is scary, others just slightly odd, but all of them HAVE happened, and some can be explained while others cannot. So, to quit with the rambling, here goes.
My brother used to wake up at night and tell my mom he heard voices, a little boy and a little girl, whispering to him. He couldn't tell what they'd say, just... whispers. Never knew who they were, just a little boy and girl...
I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs (same house), about six years old, tying my shoes. I looked up, and saw what could be described as a four foot tall, neon-green demon (almost a goblin), with pointed ears, bright red eyes, and jagged teeth. I screamed, looked up the stairs for my mom, turned back, and it was gone. My mom made me draw it, then she threw it away saying it didn't exist (which she has later confirmed she COMPLETELY believed me, just didn't want me to have nightmares).
I was about eight, and had the strangest dream. We were still living in the same house, and I walked downstairs for some reason. My brother was sitting on a plain wooden chair, and the basement was empty (there was furniture before), and he was pale, staring into a wall. He patted his lap, still staring, and told me to sit down. I did, looked up at him, and said "Ray, what's wrong?" Next thing I know, I turn towards said wall, and there were two big glowing red eyes. I screamed, awoke from the dream, and couldn't sleep the rest of the night. Gah, scary stuff.
I have another story, but I'm too tired to continue. I'll update tomorrow, most likely.