Ghost of My Childhood and Beyond

From: Megan (TheBlondeMihoshi@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: my house
Source: Form Submission

Hello. My name is Megan and i am 17 yrs old. I have lived in this house ever since i was little and every since then it has given me goosebumps. When i was a baby, about a couple years old, i fell down our stairs leading to all our rooms and such. I asked my parents how i fell and they could never give me a definite answer.

As i grew i recieved my own bed, and grew out of my crib. My closet didnt have a door on it but that was ok because i had so many stuffed animals i didnt need a door, i also didnt have a pet. One night, i layed a awake becaue i sensed a prescence in the room. I yelled for my parents but they couldnt hear me cause the tv was on. I laid in bed still shaking under the covers awaiting to be horrified by whatever was in the room with me. I felt as though i was being taunting by a slight scratching coming from under my bed. I shivered and squinted my eyes in fear, i let out a desperate scream for help and i heard my parents coming up the stairs. Once they both entered my room my father checked under my bed and they both considered it to be my imagination. They kissed me goodnight and went back downstairs leaving me alone to lie wide awake to the unnaurtal scratching sounds echoing from under my bed.

It when on like this, it was how i grew up. Unautural noises, aparitions in my backyard, orbs floating around me and my family. When we had a dog she would constantly bark and stare in this one spot in our living room. As i got older my parents told me the history of our home and how the woman who lived here died in the living room. She was so old she had made the downstairs of the home her entire living space becuase she didnt have he strength to go upstairs.

When i had my first sleepover when i was about 12 or 13, i had a pretty erie expierence. I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed and i walked down the hallway and turned to enter my room. As my friend turned around a pair of red demon-lke eyes shone up at me and disappeared, i was so taken back that i nearly fell down the stairs, and i managed to drop the blanket i was holding. Many years later when i was 15 my father had a seriously haunting scare. It was early in the morning, he had to be to work by 3, and he was sitting on te edge of the bed when all of a sudden there were 3 consecutive knocks on the attic door. My father said he simply got up moved the chair in front of the door and opened it, but there was no one there.

Ever since my father's encounter with our unknown house guest, i have continued to see orbs floating like feathers around every room. If i am relaxing or studying the orbs are there with me. I have thought about have an investigation in the household for any definite answer if my house is haunted by someone from the unknown, but my mother wont allow it. I suppose we are doing fine with our uninvited house guest, but will something happen? Could this spirit be looking for help from the living? I suppose i will never know...