Post by powerbgg on Aug 9, 2005 14:02:33 GMT -5
grew up in a haunted house
Posted by meganhas
Date Posted: 05/05/2005
The scary things that happened started as far back as I can remember. I would say the first thing that started to happen was that I would refuse to sleep with any dolls in my bedroom. My parents said that I would cry saying there eyes were red and watching me. I can’t really remember that.
The earliest memory I have is of a painting of flowers in a vase on a table. When it was dark a skull would appear and again I would cry and ask my parent to remove it from my room. After that I changed rooms with my sister and things just got worse.
In the middle of the night I would wake up and hear someone playing wonderful music on our piano. When I told my mom this she would only say it was the cat walking on it. But the cat could never make a song out of walking.
Also our radio in the living room would always change itself to the oldie station all the time. This radio would also cut on in the middle of the night. Then just strange sounds filled up my nights. I always heard footsteps in the attic. Again my mom said it was an animal. But the footsteps would be so loud and heavy I swear they were going to fall through the attic and onto my bed. I always wood hear footsteps outside. One time they were so loud and cried to my mom and for once she believed me and ran outside with her fake gun, and no one was there.
Two of the scariest things that happened were: I woke up one night for no reason at all. I was wide-awake and looked into my dark room. In the corner by my door was the figure of a woman (looked like the Virgin Mary). She was glowing white except for her blue eyes. After that I searched for years to find a picture of her with blue eyes. I remember trying to scream and move, but I was frozen.
The next thing that happened was I woke up screaming the next day and ran to tell my parents what happened. They started to believe me. A few months later… I was in high school… and was getting out of the shower. I walked from the bathroom to my bedroom in a towel. I sat on my bed facing the window (the blinds were down but a little open) I saw the figure of a head floating. My bedroom window is like 8 or 9 feet of the ground. I ran into my closet, and when I came out he was gone. I then bought black poster board and taped my window up for about a year.
The only time I was physically hurt was when I woke up with a horrible pain in my neck and my phone was off the hook. I grabbed my neck and felt warm liquid. I ran into my parent’s room and she still remembers feeling the 4-inch gash on my neck. It was not deep. Just a little scratch, I still have a scar.
I once also tried to use the ouiji board and was only contacted a “princess d” saying she was stoned to death. The next day I head of princess Diana being killed in a car wreck.
I know this is a lot of stuff, but every story is true. I got plenty of attention as a child and didn’t have to make up stuff to get anymore. Other family members have staid in that room and say it is haunted. My parents have a 4 bedroom house and while the haunted one in the 2nd biggest, no one ever stays in there. I know live in my own house and nothing has happened.
The house is in memphis, TN
Posted by meganhas
Date Posted: 05/05/2005
The scary things that happened started as far back as I can remember. I would say the first thing that started to happen was that I would refuse to sleep with any dolls in my bedroom. My parents said that I would cry saying there eyes were red and watching me. I can’t really remember that.
The earliest memory I have is of a painting of flowers in a vase on a table. When it was dark a skull would appear and again I would cry and ask my parent to remove it from my room. After that I changed rooms with my sister and things just got worse.
In the middle of the night I would wake up and hear someone playing wonderful music on our piano. When I told my mom this she would only say it was the cat walking on it. But the cat could never make a song out of walking.
Also our radio in the living room would always change itself to the oldie station all the time. This radio would also cut on in the middle of the night. Then just strange sounds filled up my nights. I always heard footsteps in the attic. Again my mom said it was an animal. But the footsteps would be so loud and heavy I swear they were going to fall through the attic and onto my bed. I always wood hear footsteps outside. One time they were so loud and cried to my mom and for once she believed me and ran outside with her fake gun, and no one was there.
Two of the scariest things that happened were: I woke up one night for no reason at all. I was wide-awake and looked into my dark room. In the corner by my door was the figure of a woman (looked like the Virgin Mary). She was glowing white except for her blue eyes. After that I searched for years to find a picture of her with blue eyes. I remember trying to scream and move, but I was frozen.
The next thing that happened was I woke up screaming the next day and ran to tell my parents what happened. They started to believe me. A few months later… I was in high school… and was getting out of the shower. I walked from the bathroom to my bedroom in a towel. I sat on my bed facing the window (the blinds were down but a little open) I saw the figure of a head floating. My bedroom window is like 8 or 9 feet of the ground. I ran into my closet, and when I came out he was gone. I then bought black poster board and taped my window up for about a year.
The only time I was physically hurt was when I woke up with a horrible pain in my neck and my phone was off the hook. I grabbed my neck and felt warm liquid. I ran into my parent’s room and she still remembers feeling the 4-inch gash on my neck. It was not deep. Just a little scratch, I still have a scar.
I once also tried to use the ouiji board and was only contacted a “princess d” saying she was stoned to death. The next day I head of princess Diana being killed in a car wreck.
I know this is a lot of stuff, but every story is true. I got plenty of attention as a child and didn’t have to make up stuff to get anymore. Other family members have staid in that room and say it is haunted. My parents have a 4 bedroom house and while the haunted one in the 2nd biggest, no one ever stays in there. I know live in my own house and nothing has happened.
The house is in memphis, TN
