Of all the stories I have read mine isn't that good since my story is a compilation of all the different little things that happened.
Well the first time I found something strange is about 10 years ago. I was 6 or 7 years old and I stood up every weekend around 8 o' clock to watch a cartoon on television.
One weekend I was awaken by my dad around 12 o' clock and he asked if I had seen the show.
"No, my alarm didn't go off" was my answer and my dad said that it did go off, that he heard someone putting it off...
That was 10 years ago and I still haven't figured it out. Alarms, I was sure of that, were on had been put off during the night.
Things like that happened 6 times and the last time was last week. This could be explained by malfunctions but I still think it's strange for 5 clocks to have the same malfunction.
Well one time an alarm went off while there weren't any batteries in the clock. It was a new clock and we just used it for decoration and on one morning it went off...
Anyway, enough with the clocks!
Every morning I am home alone for 2 hours before I go to school. And 2 years ago I was searching for some books in my room and suddenly I heard someone cough in my parents' room. To be honest I was scared out of my wits because I knew I was home alone.
I went to my parents' room to check it out but nothing was out of the ordinary so I just went to school after it and never really gave it a second thought.
And yet, the thing that scared me the most happened 3 years ago.
Me and my parents were sitting in the living room when the doorknob of the hallway door went down (like someone was opening it) went back up with a lot of noise and the cabinet door (of the cabinet which was the closest by the door) went open (that cabinet door was locked by the way).
My mom went to look in the hallway but saw nothing. I was so scared that the moment it happened, I practically jumped on the lap of my dad who was sitting next to me...
Around that period something else happened too.
I was sitting in the bathroom drying my hair. When I saw two feet standing in the hallway (I saw two black spots by the play of the door and identified it as the feet of a person standing by the door) and thought it was my mom.
I yelled "you don't have to listen to what I am doing".
Then my mom came out of the bedroom (the thing in the hallway was gone...) and she asked "what did you say"?
The only thing I said was "nothing-I found it already" (I tried to make it look like I was searching for something).
I never told my mom about that, only told a friend and her answer was I don't want to be home alone in your house.
My mom had some strange experiences too. She was sick and stayed home from work. She was having a bath and suddenly she heard the toilet being flushed through. She was alone in the house...
And last week (I don't know the date...) around 5 o' clock in the morning she heard someone cry "Aah," it hurts (and more stuff like that).
She thought it was me because I had a dental problem at the time but I was asleep.
Well my grandmother always tells me a story that happened to her when I ask about ghosts. This happened 20 -18 years ago.
My grandmother slept in the living room because she was sick.
An uncle who she had constant fights with had passed away a couple of months before.
In the middle of the night she woke up and looked at the kitchen (the door was always open cause we couldn't close it anymore) and saw him standing there. She was still angry with him, stood up and went to the kitchen.
When she was there she looked at him and opened the back door and yelled " I thought I was finally relieved of you. You bullied me enough when you were alive and you don't have to do this while you're dead. Get out!"
Well believe it or not she never saw him again.
Well she always says that she could have dreamed it but the fact that the back door wasn't locked the next morning makes her believe otherwise.
One morning she was sitting outside and looking into the china cabinet, and asked where is my cup? (the door was also locked) and they searched everywhere for it, then a few days later it turned up in the kitchen.
The thing is I know its all true, because things like that happens a lot at my auntys house, because my uncle Brent contacts them a lot since he has passed away, and the other day we went to the graveyard to see my great grandpa's stone and we came home with the draws open, and all the pictures faced down.