The Little Boy

From: stephanie ()
Story type: Ghost
Location: palmyra, nj
Source: Form Submission

ok, about 5 yearz ago i lived in palmyra. this was from about age 5 to age 10 that i lived there. i am now almost 15. before i lived in the house in palmyra, a friend of the family lived there with her daughter. her daughter, kelli, made the attic into her bedroom.

one night when she was in her room, she felt as if someone had their hand on her shoulder, she looked, and no one was there. kelli and her mother, colleen, would often hear noices in the attic. note that at the time, it was just the two of them living there and they had no animals.

then one day, they were downstairs in the kitchen and heard a big crash. it came from upstairs. they both bolted up the stairs to see what it was. it so happens that there was a porclin doll in kelli's room(the attic) and it had fallen off the shelf. kelli explained to me that it sounded as if someone threw the doll with a great force, and she also told me that the doll was found no where near the shelf it was on. then they moved out of the house because they didn't like the fact that so many strange things were happening.

my mom wanted to move into the house because it was so close to so many relatives who lived just around the corner. i was so scared to, but my mom told me that colleen and kelli were just trying to scare me. note that i was only about 5 when they told me these storys. ok so we ended up moving in, and i was still scared sometimes of the attic. it was painted pink and it was fairly large. i turned it into my playroom with all my toys and barbie dolls.

one night, i left my dolls out and went to bed. during the night, i had a dream that i was walking in the door with my mom and my mom went to go up the stairs, which kinda curved, and while passing by a window, some sort of evil monster thing broke through the window, grabbed my mom and tryed to kill her, i ran into the kitchen to tell my dad, and when i came back, my mom's severed head was on the ground, with her hair ripped out.

i woke up in a cold sweat and ran into my momz room and immidiatly woke her up. she told me that nothing tryed to eat her and so i fell asleep next to her. when i got up the next morning, i went into the attic to play with my dollz, and i saw my favorite barbie doll's head on the ground with it's hair cut off... the dolls body was missing. to this day i still never found it.

another time, i was home alone one morning while my mom drove my dad to work. i had to use the bathroom. i went upstairs and used the bathroom, and turned off the light and started to walk back down the steps. as i was on about the 2nd step, the light turned back on. i was baffled, and i just turned it back off thinking nothing of it. i got to the 3rd step this time, and it turned back on! i got a little creeped out, turned it back off and ran down the steps. i then sat on the front porch until my mom got home. she went upstairs and saw that the bathroom light was on again! i didnt tell her what happened though.

another time, my dad was home alone, laying in his bed in his room watching tv, and he heard the toilet flush. the bathroom was right next to my room and a little down the hallway from my parents' room. he told my mom about it and she laughed at him thinking he might have been under the influence.

then there was another time that got my mom believing what my dad had told her. she was in the bathroom one morning, putting on make up for work, and all of the sudden, she saw a small boy who was dressed very british. she got scared and turned around, but no one was there.

in other accourances, in my attic, things have come up missing, and have been found in very odd places. like one time my baby doll was found in the oven, and the oven was turned all the way up. i have never really bothered to tell my mom about the times that ive had incounters with ghosts and the supernatural, but it has happened many times. the people that live in my old house now, have said that things happened to them also. i have only spoken to them once, when walking down the street.

i have yet to do research on the house because i dont know where to start. if anyone has any idea how i can find out who this little boy is or anything at all about my haunted house, email me at strwberieznkream@aol.com