This is my first story but I have been reading the ones on this site. But here it goes...
I live in a house in Woonsocket, one of the oldest mill cities in America. Right now it's just me and my brother but when we were younger, the entire family lived here. We built a bedroom in the basement seeing as there wasn't enough room for my mother, her boyfriend and the 5 kids (myself, 3 brothers and sister). The house is over a hundred years old and is located near many old mills. There have been occurrences near my house by people I know (Graffiti City, but that's a different story).
When we were younger, my brothers and I lived in the basement room (I still live in that room today). My brother Sean would tell us that he could feel a presence in the room with us very often. My brother Nick said he never felt alone downstairs and that someone was always following him. But that would stop when he got to the stairs to go to the kitchen. Sean would hear scratching on the wall next to his bed at times... Now my mother and sister lived upstairs. Both of their rooms are giant mirrors (it's kind of creepy) and the are conjoined by the bathroom and hallway. I personally get creeped out whenever I go up there, which is why I never moved up into that room when my mother left.
Now when my brother met his girlfriend, things got weird. We could hear a little girl laughing some nights and the scratching on the wall would be heard by all of us. So my brother moved out with his girlfriend and it stopped. But whenever they would come over, it would happen. When my brother broke up with his girlfriend, it all stopped again.
Now back to the upstairs... I had one of my friends over one night when everyone was on vacation. We were upstairs and we were making out. She stopped suddenly and told me that we needed to go downstairs, that there is a man in the doorway and he is staring at her. She said it felt like he was confused, like he was wondering why she was there and who she was. I just wrote it off as that she was just imagining things and wanted to go down to my room. But a few months later, my mom mentioned that her "friend" who hangs out upstairs has been messing around with her (moving her lighthouses, hiding the shampoo). So I asked her what she was talking about. She told me that there is an old man upstairs that stands in her doorway and watched her read at night. That he isn't welcome in her room so he just stands there.
Now when my mother moved out, I got a female roommate who moved into my sisters old room. This is the girl who is best friends with my brothers current fiance and had once brought a spirit to my house from Elder Ballou Cemetary. She dreamt that there was an old man bothering her and she could see him clear as day. She heard her name called and woke up to find this man staring her right in front of her face... If you all see the pattern with this man, he only bothers women. No men have ever encountered this old man
So when my brother met his new fiance, she came over to the house and immediately told us that there were spirits here. More specifically that there is a little girl who lives in the basement. She has a crush on my brother Nick (which is why weird things happen when he has a girlfriend) and that she was jealous that Nick had another girlfriend. But she also told us that this little girl was "hiding" in the basement and is afraid to go upstairs. My brother Sean sometimes feels her walk behind him up the stair to the kitchen door, but she will not enter the kitchen. Is this girl hiding from the old man upstairs? Was he a pervert who did something horrible to this little girl in the basement?
I can sometimes hear her giggle downstairs, or sometimes my personal things are moved but nothing really harmful. Maybe I will post the story of when my roommate came back from the cemetery with my sister-in-law and brought a spirit back. And my other roommate's encounter at "Graffiti City" right around the corner from my house.
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