The Possesed Crucifix

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Cincinnati, Ohio
Source: Form Submission

When I was about seven years old, I lived in this one-story house that my mom had lived in when she was a little girl. We lived on a busy street and there were two houses on either side of us. Our back yard was huge and our house was a cute one.

I had one of the biggest rooms of the house and I had many trinkets and toys. I had this wooden crusifix that I had found as a little girl at a garage sale and I had propped it up against my shelf as a decoration. Since my family was a strong Catholic family, it made a very good decoration.

One day I was having a bad day and I really didn't want to deal with my family. I was angry at my parents because they grounded me for having an attitude. So I was stuck in my room doing nothing bored out of my mind.

I got so angry at my family that I wished they were dead and in hell. Being young, I did not realize the seriousness of that statement. I was most likely over-reacting.

Anyway, I looked up at my shelf and saw the crusifix and reached for it. I grabbed it and threw it across the room where it clattered to a complete stop about 6 feet away. I sat there for at least five minutes before I started to feel the hair rise on the back of my neck.

I slowly watched the crusifix turn completely around by itself. I became really scared because I knew that an upside down cross was the sign of the devil. I kicked the crusifix all the way out side and threw it in the creek. I guess it was a sign to me that I should be careful what I wish for.