Poltergeist

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Story type: Ghost
Location: house in melbourne Australia
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Thu Apr 16 06:12:59 2009

This all happened about 15 years ago, I was 13 years old, my younger brother was 8 and my older sister was 16. I'm a guy btw. My family moved into a huge house, it was 2 a storied house and had 3 bathrooms. 5 bedrooms. 1 basement and 1 attic and some spare rooms.

My younger brother and I shared a bed room and my sister had the room next to us. Then 2 rooms down was our parents room. Then all the other bedrooms were used as a music room, gym room, game room (ps2, x-box etc)

We were all upstairs.

It all started on the first week, in the middle of the night my sister complained a man walked into her room and smiled at her. She said the smile was just plain evil and so was he.

This is the dicription she gave us of him. He was dressed all in black with a leather jacket on. He had white hair that didn't cover the top of his head. He was around the age of 60 and was very skinny.

The next few days she was too scared to sleep in her room so she swapped with me. In the middle of the 3rd week I was awoken by a horrible pain in my head. I opened my eyes and the man my sister had seen had his face right up near me. He was basically touching my nose. He gave me a horrid smile and faded away.

After about a month my Dad said while he was in the basement a little girl was sitting in the corner crying. As he leaned down to ask her who she was and what was wrong she faded. And he ran out.

All this continued for about 3 years. After that time, my sister had moved out and my little brother was 11 and I was 16.

We had moved the exercise equipment to the basement. I was down their working ou when suddenly one of the weights fell and rolled to one end of the room. the room is on a slant but the weight went up instead of down. it hit the wall and came back down. I watched it and when it passed me i turned around and right there infront of me was the man again. i fell backwards and he smiled at me. I didn't know whether to run out of there or just sit there. I was frozen with fear and the man walked passed me and faded into the wall.

Right then the lights went out. I'm scared of the dark so i ran out of there really fast. A few nights later I was in the attic reading a book when I got the feeling I should look out of the window. So I did and in the backyard was what seemed to be a transparent cemetary. There was at least 5 average sized grave tones and they were all around a really big grave stone in the middle and the man was standing over it. He once again looked at me and smiled then everything disapeared.

Over the next few months, lights were turning off by themselves. Things were turning on by themselves. My brother and I would hear voices of children crying in the basement.

And on the final week in that house it got super bad.

My sister came back to visit. It was the first night and our parents were out. my brother went to the bathroom and came back with a terrified look on his face. My sister and I looked at each other and walked into the bathroom. The man was right in the middle standing there facing the bathtub. He slowly turned his head to look at us, so slow that it looked fake. He stared at the 3 of us and began to walk to us. We ran outside to the backyard and right to the left of it was the entrance to a small room in the house that could only get to from the outside. We began to run to it and we heard the sound of cildren crying behind us and we all felt a horrible presence following us. We never once looked back. We ran into the room and locked the door. There are no windows in there or any furniture and it was just big enough to fit the 3 of us in there.

suddenly scratches on the door started. Really loud and really fast. Te crying got closer and the evil presence got closer. Then something was grabbing the handle and turning it. My sister then just screamed at the top of her lungs "get the hell out of our house" suddenly everything stopped.

A few minuets later we were still in there and our parents came home and found us in there. They had a look of horror on their faces and said they would have blamed everything on us until they saw the door.

The door had huge scratch marks on it all the way down. and the wood was totaly torn off.

Inside the house in the exact path we took after seeing the man in the bathroom, there was stuff flipped upside down the walls were dented. And things were knocked over.

The next day we moved out without getting it sold.

We looked it up online and found out some horrible things about it.

About 50 years ago a man who was very ill let 5 kids stay with him. But then he turned into a monster and started abusing them. And drugged their food and drinks. Then he bassicaly would chase them around the house and when he caught them he was cut their arms with a knife.

Soon enough he killed them all and burried them all in the yard. The cops arrested him and he admitted everything, but escaped before the trial and burried himself alive in his backyard.

Finding this stuff out was so horrible. I don't know if anyone is living there now but I sure hope not.

Thanks for reading my story