So here is my story...
About 10 years ago I was 8/9 years old. I went downstairs between 3/4am to the kitchen to get something to drink. In my house there were two ways to enter the kitchen, neither entries had a door. The quickest way was to cut through the library that connected to the kitchen. And the other way you have to go through the hall past the work room, living room and then you get to the kitchen. I took the library way and got my drink and as I was turning to walk back through the exit I saw this little boy. It was the oddest thing. It was a young boy around my age at the time wearing a sailor suit with a sailor hat. It was a full figure but it was like a white/baby blue color to the figure. I immediately froze in terror and we just stared at each other. To what felt like an hour was probably only a couple of seconds. I ran as fast as I could and took the longer way and went straight to my parent's room.
I didn't tell anybody about what I saw until years later when I and my mom were watching Monotel Williams and he had Sylvia Browne as a guest. That's when I told her I saw the little boy. She had a look of horror when I told her. And before I could really tell her what he had looked like she was describing to me the little boy in detail. She had claimed she saw him when she was little and he would form a figure on her wall to what was a rowboat and it would slowly start to sink. Like a movie. She never told anyone about it because she was afraid as to what people would think.
My mom lived in the ghetto when she was little and she then moved into the suburbs before I was born. So this was in two different houses... Not only that our appliances would sometimes go off by themselves such as the microwave or even the toilet flushed by itself once. Nobody had used it. It was me, my 2 brothers and my grandma and we were all watching a movie in the living room. And my parents went out for a date.
Anyways we eventually moved to another house, just a subdivision over because my mom had a baby girl and we needed more space. I haven't seen anything since and sometimes I feel I'm being watched.
One night about a year ago my friend and I got a Ouija board and we were being foolish but very careful. We did a prayer had the coins had a statue of Mary, a ring of salt everything. We got a response back. A guy named John who was 55years old. It freaked us out. So we went to goodbye and haven't done it since.
I'm sorry this is so long by the way... Anyways so recently my boyfriend and I were sleeping in my room when my fan turned on by itself. The fan is across the room and there was so way it was us. I just don't know if it has followed us here or what's going on... It hasn't hurt us it's just kind of eerie knowing someone or something has been following us...
Advice and your opinions are wanted! Please help!
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Attachments do not have to be TO the structure. It could be in just about anything- an heirloom necklace, or a dime store plastic pearl one- A Curio from the 1600's or a rocking horse built last year. The AGE and quality have NOTHING to do with an attachment. The emotional bond OF the item WITH a particular life impaired individual DOES. In fact, I have heard a few tales in which PIECES of such items were used in the making of something NEW, and the attachment remained (for instance, a Mother of Pearl button that was taken from a wedding dress and sewn onto a baby's christening gown).
It really would be difficult for an "outsider" to be able to tell you WHICH item in the home may have the attachment.
Being as to how he has been around for two generations, I would think it safe to assume he means no harm.
Wado.