SCUFFLING IN THE NIGHT
(Rebecca)
My mom and I lived, just the two of us, for a few years in a small ranch-style home. I was 9 or 10 when this happened. Her bedroom was at the end of the house opposite the eat-in kitchen & living room. My room was the first room down the hall, so it was much closer to the kitchen, and was right next to the living room. One night in the middle of the night, mom had gone to bed and was sleeping, and I was woken by a noise coming from the kitchen. The floor was typical vinyl flooring, and it sounded like someone scuffing either footed pajamas (the kind with plasticy type feet) or slippers along the floor. I laid in bed frozen and silently freaking out, while my dog, Meaghan, that always slept next to my bed, started to growl. Meaghan started to bark, and stood in the doorway of my room looking out toward the kitchen, with her hair bristling, and barking. I started screaming, and this combined with the barking woke my mom up. When she flew down the hallway and flipped on the lights, the noise stopped. She claimed not to have heard anything, but I was so totally upset, plus the dog's reaction was obvious, that she started checking things out. I felt like it was a supernatural thing, but she seemed more worried that an intruder was in the house. She called a few of her friends, who sent their husbands over to check on us & the house. But there was no sign of entry, and nothing out of the ordinary to be found.
WITNESS THIS OR FEAR NOTHING
(Two anonymous sisters)
Our home is just up the road from a graveyard. We both share a bedroom and one night about 10:00 p.m., we both were woken by a strange sound. Our parents went to a party so we figured it was just them getting home. So we went down stairs to greet them. As we walked down the hallway, it became more apparent that what we were hearing was not our parents. It sounded like something wet or something sloshing through the hall. I whispered to my sister "On the count of 3, go see what it was". I put my hand around the corner to turn the light on, but discovered the power was out....probably from the storm. I looked ahead to see what it was and we both stood frozen in shock. There was a small white figure standing before us. It looked as though it was a young girl about 7 years old. She had on an old fashioned white dress, with black sattle shoes. She was soaking wet. Neither of us could move, we were so shocked. Then the girl standing there whispered to my sister and I "Witness this or fear nothing." To this day we still don't know what she meant. We looked at each other and when we looked back, she was gone. Since that night, there seems to be a water stain in our wooden floor that won't go away.
HALLOWEEN FRIGHT
(Brooke)
On Halloween night, something terrible happened while I was home alone. My sister was at her friend's house and my parents went to a Halloween party. I was watching tv, when all of the sudden I heard banging on the windows, the roof and all the doors in my house. I looked at the door while something was apparently banging on it. I could see an unclear person standing near it. As this image got closer to me, I could see that it were a woman with a name tag on her shirt. She was pretty old and it looked like she was stabbed through the heart. Her name was Aggy McNab . I looked her up on the internet. It said she died from a lunnitick on the lose in my house! She would have lived if someone would of opened a door to help her, but when she knocked to see if anyone could help, her no one came to the door. She kept on knocking, until the lunnitick came closer and closer. He stabbed her with a steak knife. She died right at the doorway to my room! I told my parents but they didnt believe me. Almost every single night after that, I would see her near my door just starring at me. Then one night, I got up because I was thirsty and almost walked right through her. I was walking to the bathroom, but the door shut. I tried opening it, but it wouldnt budge. The woman kept coming closer to me as I banged on the door screaming for help. Then I realized that I was probably repeating what had happened to her that terrible night she was stabbled to death. I screamed as hard as I could....luckily my sister woke up and opened the door. We eventually moved and I have never returned to that house again.
THE HOUSE OF SECRETS
(Nell)
Ever since I was eight many strange things have been happing to me. I am now eleven and it scares me to think I can see thing and feel things that others can't. Here in Windsor Maine there is a fair called the Windsor fair. Well I went with my friend's family. My friend, her brother and I went to go look at our favorite thing "The old house". It has been fixed so that it is safe to go in. We went in and after a while, we were having a very good time laughing at goofy old pics and what not. Well we made it up stairs and started looking at all the old bedrooms, clothes and toys etc... We made it to the old attic...walked around up there and my friend made a joke about there being a ghost with us. We seemed to think that was very funny. I made my way over to the window to look out at all the flashing rides when my stomach suddenly took a dive and I felt really sick. Then I smelled alcohol; something like brandy. I was too sick to tell anyone. Then I smelled leather then something like rotting fish. My head started to pound and I got very dizzy. My friend touched my arm and asked "Nell are you ok?" I answered "No, I am not...we have to go now" We went down the very steep staircase, which was very weird that I did not fall because I was so sick. When we made it outside the tour guide for the house came up and asked "Dear are you okay?" when I told her what happened to me she turned white. She said "You see dear, the man who lived here with his family was a drunk. One night he came home and went in to that room which was his wife's sewing room at the time and now it is the attic. He was really drunk and that is the alcohol you smelled. He took off his belt and killed his wife that's the leather you smelled. He then tore up some of the floor boards and put his wife in there. He kept that room closed off partly for the smell but most of all because he thought her ghost would hurt him. When they fixed up this house they tore up a lot of the floors and that's when they found her bones there. It was at least one hundred years later." Now whenever my friends go in. I wait out side and wait for them to come back. And sometimes I can almost see his wife's shadow coming from the attic.
WOMAN AT THE RIVER
(Nell)
I live by a very old mill. All that remains of this mill are piles of old stone and debris. This past summer, my best friend and I were going down to dip our feet in the nearby river. On our way down there, I swear I thought I saw a woman fishing. She was wearing a long dress and by her demeanor, appeared to be very bored. At first, I didn't think anything of it....because a lot of people fish at this river. Suddenly my friend stopped dead in her tracks. I thought something was wrong, but then she started slowly walking again. I followed her closely, watching her every step. Then the woman appeared again, walking down the trail ahead of us. I happened to glance over at my friend and noticed she was as pail as snow. She then turned to me and said "Oh my God!" I responded by asking her "What?" She said "That's my Aunt Ann!" I gave her a funny look and she went on to explain that this was her aunt who had only died a week earlier....and she loved to fish! All of a sudden her aunt turned and began coming towards us. We were so scared, we couldn't move. Next, we felt this sudden sensation as if she were letting us know we were safe. She looked at us for a while...smiled and disappeared before our very eyes. We have never seen her again, since that day.
THE HOUSE IN BAR HARBOR
(Williams)
When I was about 5 my uncle bought a house in Bar Harbor (a little town down south by the ocean) I was really excited because he was going to open an inn. Anyway the first time I went there I remember saying "wow look at this house." It was huge Victorian. My mom and I walked in and said hello to everyone. I told my mom that I wanted to look around so I went around the house all by myself then I decided to play on the stairs I was going up and down the stairs and I was about to go up the stairs again I saw a figure up at the top. I was so scared I decided not to take those stairs ever again, but instead take the other set. When I told my uncle about it, he wasn't surprised. He told me to go sit down, so I did, he told me all these stories I'm about to tell you, one of them was that when he was cleaning out one of the bedrooms he noticed a lamp in the middle of the floor it was kind of ugly so he decided to put it in the closet. That was the last time he was in the bedroom that day and night the next day he went back up there and noticed the lamp in the middle of the floor again it did this three or four times so he decided to just put a table there and set the lamp there. Another story he told me was when it was around Christmas time and he was cooking down stairs it was around 5:00 in the evening and he heard noises upstairs like foot steps or dancing and piano music ( mind you he didn't have a piano anywhere in his house) he thought it was strange but really thought nothing of it. Then when my aunt became ill with lime disease she was stuck in bed for about a month. One day she said she awoke with pressure on her leg she woke up and noticed a lady sitting at the end of her bed almost looking as if she was a nanny a long time ago she was white with an apron on and was holding medicine my aunt closed her eyes because she thought she was dreaming but when she opened her eyes again the lady was gone but her imprint, where she had been sitting, was still there. My aunt yelled to my uncle and when he came up the imprint left she told him all about what she saw. The day after my aunt saw her, she felt a lot better but was still sick but she felt better than usual. Concluding all my uncles' experiences and mine he figured it was all the ghost and they named her Abigale today my uncle doesn't live there any more but He and I and will never forget those experiences!
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