Old Cabin

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Big Bear
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This is a story that I have kept to myself till now! My mother died just before I turned 7. My Dad moved (I was an only child) to Big Bear, California, but I moved to live with my Mother's parents in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Every winter I would spend Christmas with my Father. He owned a cabin away from town. One Christmas I was with my dad walking around the lake when he saw a friend of his with his kid, Robin. They talked for awhile and my dad's friend offered for us to go have lunch at their house, a BIG house that was a little farther up the mountain then my dad's. When we got there we ate some homemade sandwiches and my dad and his friend talked. Getting a little bored I asked robin, who by the way I thought was cuter then any one at my school in Oklahoma (Big Bear is famous in Southern California for having the cutest chicks), if there was anything exciting to do. She told me about a locked up cabin where some people died long ago. She told me that it was haunted! This I had to see, so I got her to take me to it. It was a fairly warm day, being winter and all, but there were still patches of snow on the ground. She brought a walkman with a few tapes of hers. We listen to Metallica all the way up (I had never heard anything like that before and thought that it was to heavy, but now its one of my favorite bands) but she had blank tapes with her, I told her to bring some so that we could record any sounds of ghosts or something.

By the time we reached the cabin I was thinking about going back, it was a longer way to the cabin then I had thought, but when I saw the small cabin I just couldn't go back. Robin didn't want to go in, but I wasn't going to just stand there and look through the window in the front door, she told me that no one had been in the place since the deaths, and when I asked what exactly happened she would tell me. I went around back and found another door, but like the front door it to was locked, so I kicked it in. Yes I know that's not a good thing to do, but I was BORED! Any way, you should have seen the look on Robin's face when she come around from the front! She heard the noise thing something ad had just happened to me. Man, was she pissed when she saw what I did (she was cute even when she was mad), but I went on any way, she allowed me to use the Walkman in case I ran into something, but she wouldn't go any farther then the small Kitchen the back door led into.

I was probably in there for five minutes before I got a warm feeling, and I don't mean warm and cozy, it was uncomfortable at first. Then it got pretty hot, I am talking like 90 degrees IN BIG BEAR, IN WINTER! I took off my Ski Jacket and sweat shirt (okay I was only 15, it just didn't cross my mind that this was I bad thing) and continued on to the living room, where the front door was, and then to a bedroom to the right, where there were beer cans and chip bags on the floor. Meaning that there were people in there recently. Then there was a small, scratching noise coming from behind me, and although I thought that it was a mouse or rat or something, I turned on the Walkman. Walking back out of the bedroom and then into another room with a desk against the far wall, right by a window. It was freezing in this room, but I wanted to know if there was anything in the desk. As I started walking towards the desk I felt an overwhelming feeling to get the hell out of the cabin, but I didn't. I walked on. I reached the desk and the second I put my hand on the desktop I heard not one, but two people screaming! I ran towards the back door only to run into Robin in the living room. She was trying to unlock the front door, but it wouldn't open. Without asking why she ran to the front door when the back door was wide open, I kicked the front door open. And we ran!

Half way back to the house, Robin hit some ice and fell on her butt, but not before grabbing onto my shirt and bringing me down with her. She didn't make any effort to get up, but cried instead. I asked her what had happened, and that's when I got the whole story.

Back in 1960 something, in a small desert town by palm springs, a wife found out that her husband was sleeping with her twin sister, so she went into an out rage and tried to kill her sister by hitting her with her car. She then took two of her three kids and hid in the cabin in Big Bear. The husband went to the cabin (it was a place they lived in before moving to Palm springs for a better job and the husband knew that it was the place she took the kids too) and found that both kids were killed and that his wife had committed suicide. The man was devastated, but started a new life with the twin sister. Robin told me that her dad use to know the man whose wife killed her own children! And apparently the man had burned down the cabin! A new one was built over the site of the old one, but anyone who lived there couldn't get sleep because of the noise of a child screaming in the afternoon!

We promised not to tell anyone about the experience and we decided that she would keep the tape of the screaming (which she ended up taping over with Metallica and sending to me, ironically the song that taped over the screaming was metallica's "The Memory Remains". I have since lost the tape and the lost time I spoke with Robin was back in 1996. I don't know what has happened with her.

I haven't told any one this story till now because my room mate, from Big Bear, told me about a haunted cabin way up in the Mountains...