How Could This Be?

From: Tiffany (boyliker17@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: My House
Source: Form Submission

Before i moved out of my house...strange things happened while we were still living there...it all started the 1st night i was alone in the house...i didnt think anything bad of it...well later on that night i was sitting in my mom's room watching tv...well...all a sudden i started hearing strange noises in my living and kitchen...and i didnt think anything of it. i basically just thought it was something outside...but as i was trying to concentrate on the tv...i noticed the noise...the whispering i heard it all began to get real..i called up my friend kyle and told him my situation how scared i was and how i kept hearing things...the rattling of the windows...the constant light banging up against the door...i couldnt move i was as frozen as nothing ever before...that was just my 1st incident of my experience of bad things at that house...

when i was 8th grade...i was laying in my bed sleeping because i had school the next morning...my mom wakes me up at 5:30 sometimes 5:45..but this time..i wasnt awaken by her..it was by someone else...this lady or girl whoever she was she was dressed in an white dress long black hair..and she opened my door and she said "tiffany its time to get up" so i got up and i looked at the clock in the living room..it was only 4 am so i was upset thinking my mom woke me up..because i wanted to believe...seeing her was a dream..but she wasnt she was real in every shape form and fashion...well i got back in bed...and went back to sleep..to wait up with my door being locked...every night my door would be locked...as if someone was trying to keep something out...i could never go to sleep without my tv being on..because when it was dark i could almost see blurry like people standing there whispering...and i know i could see them cuz i could feel their presence in my room...i have perminisions you know the ability to know things before it happens...and i can see the dead..as well as hear them...and whatever happened in my house i knew it wasnt anything good...because i felt a little girls presence as well as a man...wierd things ALWAYS happened...especially when it was just me.