After the weird events in the apartment in my other story, my parents gave my cats to the shelter for an adoption and my father got rid of the ancient clown doll [I found out when I was twelve]. I made a diary about my dreams and experiences [I still am writing them] and decided to share them with you someday when I get older.
Well, it is time now.
On February 28th 2002, it was the first time I watched my uncle playing a survival horror game called Silent Hill 2. For a strange reason, I was attracted to the game for its unique story. I was known to have a dark personality for a 12-year-old girl. I only got that from the strange experiences and dreams [mostly nightmares]. I remember how it started. My life was normal until a strange thing began to happen. I started seeing things and having those awful dreams. I was not the only one who had the problem. My families had them too. This was how I found out that my new house I lived in for two years...was, in fact, haunted. I couldn't reveal that but I could explain things I've witnessed... I wish I still had some of the evidence to support it.
Ok, I was outside to play with my dog, Teddy... I just went out when my father was in a bad mood or my parents started arguing. I managed to be happy at the time. Anyway, that was when I thought I saw a figure who was sitting on the same bench that I used to sit in the porch. The figure was wearing a dark green trench coat... Or a jacket. Smoking. I paused. Then I heard the figure sighing [it was a man's voice] with the hearing aids I wore as he seemed to look up in the starry sky. I thought it was either my uncle or my grandpa since they both wore the green jackets and are smokers.
So I went to investigate there and muttered a word "hi" to the mystery guy in the green jacket... As I approached him, I paused again when something caught my attention. The light was on outside the house for me to see to play but something other than the figure grabbed my attention was the shadow. There was something fishy about the figure because the light showed the house's and the background's shadow. Even I had my shadow. What I was trying to say was that THIS FIGURE... Did NOT have a shadow. Then I felt the chill [and it was summer!] as I shuddered and tried to say something to the man. The figure disappeared. Teddy started to bark and I stood standing there... Was stunned by it. This part creeped me out so I went inside the house and asked my uncle and grandpa if they were, in fact, outside having a smoke... And they said no. They were watching the soccer game the whole time with my father... Of course, I was shocked.
I still have more stories. I will post them up when I have the time and I will add the picture to my story when I'm free. Thanks for reading it again!
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My baby's father's family told me that they lived in a duplex for three years and knew that their place wasn't haunted until I visited them with my baby, strange things began to happen, they told me that when everyone was sleeping, the baby's father went to the kitchen to get something to drink then went on to the living room to do his thing and then his grandma went in the kitchen right after him and stopped for a sec and asked David (the baby's father) if he opened all of the cabinets'doors, including oven's and refrigerator's doors, widened open. David was puzzled and told her no he didn't.
Then the other time, the ghost or whatever that was followed me decided to pull a prank on David's mom by throwing her purse onto the floor, it freaked her out and then freaked David out by knocking the bookshelf off the wall while he was playing a video game.
Now they're starting to see shadows... Yet they're still harmless to them. What is it with me being haunted and everything? Will it affect my son? 😕 Yet nothing still happens to him and I'm glad for that. Glad to be back by the way.
Rex's 5 month old now. 😊