I submitted a story about the haunted trailer, and this is what followed after that one. We decided to move in with my aunt, my mom's sister. She lived in what was once a rest home for the elderly. She was a wild person, she liked to drink and spend most of her nights out on the town. She had 10 kids and them, myself, and my family lived in her house. (she rented real cheap).
One night my mom, my aunt and my other aunt went to the bar, and left us home with my cousin who was 18 and able to baby sit all of us, we were watching a scary movie on t.v. (We loved to be scared) it was getting late and our babysitter told us to go upstairs to bed, after the movie everyone was afraid to move, but we had to do what we were told. So one by one we marched up the stairs we had to go by the bathroom that was at the top of the stairs, everyone said they would see things in there, but I was yet to see anything. One of my cousins said they say a pair of glowing red eyes, and another one of my cousins said they say a older lady with really long thin hair standing in the door way.
Anyway, there were five bedrooms upstairs, and two bedrooms downstairs, that is where my mom, and my aunt slept. Two of my cousins and myself weren't able to go to sleep right when we got in bed, so we decided to talk about things from the past, like the trailer I used to live in, and the old farm house they use to live in. We both have had so creepy experiences.
When we were getting ready to doze off, we heard someone screaming, not for sure what was being said, but it was really loud. We decided to get up and go downstairs to investigate, as soon as we got half way down the stairs we looked over the railing and saw four little old ladies sitting on the couch, they had night gowns on, and they were facing toward the t.v. The weird thing is, is that my cousin who was baby sitting was sleeping on the couch waiting for our moms to get home. She was sleeping on her stomach, and I guess she didn't feel them on her.
We were scared out of our minds, we started to run back up stairs, and the bathroom light was flickering on and off, and the old lady with the thin long hair was standing in the bathroom door. My cousins that were with me were the same age as me, started to cry, we felt stuck, couldn't go down stairs because of the old ladies, and couldn't go back to our room because of the other old lady in the doorway. I didn't know what to do, I grab one of my cousins hands and shut my eyes and ran for the bedroom. My other cousin was still on the stairs screaming at this point, my cousin who was watching us came flying up the stairs asking my other cousin what was wrong, she proceeded to tell her, well by that time there was no one anywhere and she didn't believe us.
That's about the time my mom and my aunts came back, they were verbally fighting, one of my aunts had a cross necklace around her neck, and when she started fighting louder with my mom and other aunt, the cross necklace fell off her neck still clasped, and her eyes started rolling back in her head.
My aunt grabbed her right before she feel on the floor, and my aunt that lost the cross on her neck started speaking I guess you could say devilish words such as your a "whore", I'm going to kill you, let me go, but in a tone that was not her own. My family didn't know what to do, so they just let her lay there until she came out of what ever she was in.
At the same time all of this stuff was happening, the fire place went up in flames, and it didn't even work. Things started flying off the walls, and the shelves, it felt like the house was shaking from the inside.
About 10 minutes later my aunt got up off the floor and asked what happened, no one said anything. No on really knew. She got up and went to her bedroom as did everyone else and decided as long as nothing else happened we would discuss everything in the morning. We (my cousins) got up when we saw light outside, no one slept, went downstairs to see what was going on, and sitting on the top of the garbage can was a "witch craft book", no one touched it, and when my aunt got up and came into the kitchen, she wouldn't talk about what happened the night before. She told us never to talk about it, and never bring it up again.
That was just one incident of the rest home, there are a few more things I will tell you later. Thank you for reading, and have a nice day.
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In reading accounts about the supernatural over the years I've found that sometimes that which confounds practical reasoning, by whatever means, is quickly judged as fiction.
Some stories, however, recommend themselves as valid precisely because they, by whatever means, confound practical reason upon a first or second consideration; the story creates its own practicality out of its overall form and flow, offering no apologies for the shortcomings percieved against it.
For me, the above story falls into that catagory of paranormal accounts.