Haunting Me

From: Amelia (wicked1118@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Pennsylvania
Source: Form Submission

My story started when I was about 10. I had lived in the same house for a long time(still do).

I don't know why or how it all started, but it began with little things like the lights going on and off by themselves, t.v.'s, and stereo's doing the same.My parents thought I was crazy, they hadn't seen anything. It happened most often when I was alone. Scared me to death at first, but I got used to it after a while.

It went on like that until I was 15, then things got worse, they would touch me while I was sleeping, pull my covers off or pull me right off my bed. Then they started to get agressive. Throwing things, breaking things. Things that I got blamed for. One time everything on my dresser got thrown across my bedroom. My stereo, phone, paper. They even followed me sometimes, out of my house.

My best friend they had something against, she has very strong psychic powers so maybe that is why. But they would mess with her so bad. If she would try to walk in my bedroom, the door would slam in her face and she couldn't get in. One time they even smothered her while we sleeping.

But about 2 years ago they did the worst. I was walking down the hallway,, and when I was about 4 feet from the top of the steps I felt this force just push me head over heals down the stairs. I got a broked knee from that one.

Once in awhile I would seem. I say them because there where more than one, I'm not sure how many, maybe 5 or so. I dont really know. But I have seen a dog already and a figure all in black. I couldn't make out anything distinctive in the figure, it was kind of blurry. But was big and menacing. I just the figure for the first about 1 month ago. I had just laid down to got to sleep, and all of the sudden I couldn't move, I could barely open my eyes. It felt like a thousand pounds had just been laid on top of me. When I could open my eyes just alittle, that is when I saw it. Standing right next to me, and it was talking in a male voice, inseveral different languages, in just random words but it was speaking so fast and I couldn't move, I was panicing!!

Then just as fast as it started it stopped. I didn't sleep at all that night. Things still happen daily, I've grown used to mostly all of it, except for when they touch me. But needless to say my best friend still doesn't like to come to my house, and they don't like it either.