My entire life I was constantly moving around and never stayed in the house more than a year, until we found this one house. We lived in there for 5 or 6 years. The first two years I lived there nothing strange ever happened, it was just like any other normal house. But that didn’t last. When I was 8, I was laying in bed one night trying to sleep. When I was younger I ALWAYS slept with my door opened. I was looking out my door way, and from the position of my bed and my head I could see the door to the washroom, and part of the door to my mom and dad’s room. I noticed something move in the doorway of my parents room, and I remembered that both of them were downstairs. So I closed my eyes, thinking if there was something there then if I didn’t look at it, it wouldn’t bother me, [I had always believed in ghosts, spirits and demons].
I had my eyes closed for about 5 minutes, before I opened them again, and there was a figure standing in the door way. It was completely black, it had no layers or shadows to it. It was like it was a shadow itself. But it wasn’t; it was taller than my door, and it was bending down so it’s face was looking at me. Straight into my eyes, like the rest of its body, it’s eyes were a solid color: red. I could tell it was bending down because it was shaped like a human being, but it was thin, and lanky, and it’s spine was sticking out profusely. So much it looked like it had spikes on its back. I also noticed it’s hands, which weren’t really hands but instead just long, pointed claws. I almost screamed, but it’s hard to move when something so terrifying is looking you straight in the eyes and you at it.
A moment later, there was a flash of white light, like a vortex and the thing was gone. That’s when I finally managed to move, I ran downstairs to my mom who was watching TV. I was bawling my eyes out, and I didn’t sleep for days because I felt it was still watching me. Months went by though, and I didn’t see it again. Instead I just heard it breathing by my bedside, and I knew it was always the same IT because I never forgot the feeling I had in my gut when I looked into it’s eyes. That was the feeling I got when it was near me. After a while It stopped, I noticed it right away the first night, because everything was calm. This scared me more than it being there, because if It was gone then where was it. That’s when I heard walking upstairs. The only problem was there was no upstairs. There was crawlspace, but it wasn’t large enough for an adult to walk around. I knew right then that it was It. I knew where the access to the “upstairs” was, it was right outside my room above the washing machine. So I grabbed a flashlight, and pushed the section of the ceiling up and shined the flashlight around. There were surprisingly boxes here and there, and there It was.
The moment the light shined on it it flew at me, screeching and I dropped the ceiling and fell off the washing machine. My mom and dad ran upstairs, and they asked what happened. I told them, and like the first time I saw It, they told me it was my imagination. That was the second last time I saw it, but I never heard anything or felt anything again. For 3 more years we lived there, and I forgot about It. Until the day I was moving, I was 11 and I was cleaning out my closet. When I noticed that in the corner of the closet the carpet wasn’t down properly, so I pulled it up. The first thing I saw was just a pool of dried blood. It was perfectly circular, and I jumped back and fell on some boxes.
I looked at it again, the blood as gone, but I noticed that carved into the wood was a circle, and it was a pentagram. I knew then and there that it had never been my imagination. The place was cursed, my room specifically was cursed. I never told anyone about the pentagram. And as we were driving away I saw It in my parents bedroom, watching ME leave.
Submitted by katface-.
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pure-gay-story:
fuckyeahspookyshit:
My entire life I was constantly moving around and never stayed in the house more than a year, until we found this one house. We lived in there for 5 or 6 years. The first two years I lived there nothing strange ever happened, it was just like any other normal house. But that didn’t last. When I was 8, I was laying in bed one night trying to sleep. When I was younger I ALWAYS slept with my door opened. I was looking out my door way, and from the position of my bed and my head I could see the door to the washroom, and part of the door to my mom and dad’s room. I noticed something move in the doorway of my parents room, and I remembered that both of them were downstairs. So I closed my eyes, thinking if there was something there then if I didn’t look at it, it wouldn’t bother me, [I had always believed in ghosts, spirits and demons].
I had my eyes closed for about 5 minutes, before I opened them again, and there was a figure standing in the door way. It was completely black, it had no layers or shadows to it. It was like it was a shadow itself. But it wasn’t; it was taller than my door, and it was bending down so it’s face was looking at me. Straight into my eyes, like the rest of its body, it’s eyes were a solid color: red. I could tell it was bending down because it was shaped like a human being, but it was thin, and lanky, and it’s spine was sticking out profusely. So much it looked like it had spikes on its back. I also noticed it’s hands, which weren’t really hands but instead just long, pointed claws. I almost screamed, but it’s hard to move when something so terrifying is looking you straight in the eyes and you at it.
A moment later, there was a flash of white light, like a vortex and the thing was gone. That’s when I finally managed to move, I ran downstairs to my mom who was watching TV. I was bawling my eyes out, and I didn’t sleep for days because I felt it was still watching me. Months went by though, and I didn’t see it again. Instead I just heard it breathing by my bedside, and I knew it was always the same IT because I never forgot the feeling I had in my gut when I looked into it’s eyes. That was the feeling I got when it was near me. After a while It stopped, I noticed it right away the first night, because everything was calm. This scared me more than it being there, because if It was gone then where was it. That’s when I heard walking upstairs. The only problem was there was no upstairs. There was crawlspace, but it wasn’t large enough for an adult to walk around. I knew right then that it was It. I knew where the access to the “upstairs” was, it was right outside my room above the washing machine. So I grabbed a flashlight, and pushed the section of the ceiling up and shined the flashlight around. There were surprisingly boxes here and there, and there It was.
The moment the light shined on it it flew at me, screeching and I dropped the ceiling and fell off the washing machine. My mom and dad ran upstairs, and they asked what happened. I told them, and like the first time I saw It, they told me it was my imagination. That was the second last time I saw it, but I never heard anything or felt anything again. For 3 more years we lived there, and I forgot about It. Until the day I was moving, I was 11 and I was cleaning out my closet. When I noticed that in the corner of the closet the carpet wasn’t down properly, so I pulled it up. The first thing I saw was just a pool of dried blood. It was perfectly circular, and I jumped back and fell on some boxes.
I looked at it again, the blood as gone, but I noticed that carved into the wood was a circle, and it was a pentagram. I knew then and there that it had never been my imagination. The place was cursed, my room specifically was cursed. I never told anyone about the pentagram. And as we were driving away I saw It in my parents bedroom, watching ME leave.
Submitted by katface-.
this is some supernatural shit
nope
NOPE NOPE
FUCKING NO
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