The Horror Story : The Old House

The Old House
From: Christina (Seaderial@gmail.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Dayton, OH
Source: wirenot.net


When I was younger, around 7 years old or so, I moved to Ohio because my mother wanted to move in with her boyfriend. I remember when I first saw the house we were moving to, I was amazed and loved the idea of actually having a house and not an apartment to live in. However, my joy was somewhat short lived. My mother's boyfriend turned out to be sort of abusive towards my sister and I and made it clear that we would never lie to him or my mother or consequences would be severe and etc.

Anyways, I slept in my own room on the top part of a bunk-bed in the upstairs of the house, my mom's room was across the hall and my sister's room was down the hall next to my mother's room. (I say this so you get a better picture of what the home was like) I was happy to have my own room, but soon found it to be quite scary. This may have been a child's imagination at work - but often at night I could swear I'd wake up and hear someone else breathing in my room besides me (I knew what my dogs sounded like when they slept, so it could NOT have been them!)

There were also times when things, oddly enough sometimes food items would dissapear and my sister or I would be blamed. Of course my mother and her boyfriend always believed my sister, but didn't believe me when I said I didn't do it, so I always ended up getting blamed for things I knew I didn't do, but at the same time I knew my sister couldn't have done them either, as she rarely lied. Further more, why would she lie or something as dumb as missing food? (Especially when our mother's boyfriend had that strict rule about lying.)

These two last encounters are the worst ones, however. One evening, my mother and her boyfriend left to go on a hunting trip, leaving my sister and I behind. I slept in their room because I had felt safe in there when my mother was around.. however, I found being alone very frightening. I remember almost being asleep, when I heard a voice speaking to me. The scariest part was, it called me by my name and I had never heard this voice before. It was low and scratchy, and I distinctly heard it tell me to 'get out of here'. Needless to say, I ran out of the room crying. I tried to go to my sister, but she was sleeping and angry that I woke her up. I ended up sleeping in my new room (I had gotten moved to a different one down the hall because we had painted it/put new carpet in it for me recently) with my door locked and my dogs by me.

The final part of my story is, one afternoon after school, my friend and her brother were staying over for a while because they had gotten locked out of their house. We were all sitting around in the living room watching television, waiting for my friend's mother to call and let us know she was home so they could go home. We were in the midst of a conversation, when all of the sudden we hear a VERY loud banging noise on the floor below us. We all looked at eachother, obviously scared to death because we were the only ones there. Now, I had never liked the basement of the house, so I didn't dare go down to see what was going on. The banging happened a few more times, until finally my friend and her brother got so scared that they ended up wanting to leave, and I went with them when they did. We ended up waiting on her porch in the rain until her mother got home, but it was better than being in that house.

Something else weird happened as well, but not as odd as the things stated previously. We had this stereo connected to the tv, and ocassionally it would turn onto full blast then all the way down, or even turn off by itself, and this would happen even when my mother was around, but she always dismissed it.

Anyways, I apologize for the length of my story, and I know it could all be explained by me being young at the time, but I'm 17 now and I remember it all VERY clearly, and it feels good to get it out of my system. My mother has sinced moved out of the house with my sister and I, and all I have to say is, good ridance, because I still get the creeps whenever I see it.

Thanks for reading!