Made me believe
by: imfromthe617
Back in 2004 I had moved into a two story house with my parents in Salem , MA. Knowing Salem's ghostly history, I was already teased about moving there. Turns out the house was built back in 1804 and included a "secret staircase" that the slaves would go into to hide from capture. And to top it off , I also found out that that the house also served as a medical center for wounded slaves... Great right ? Best believe I kept myself from snooping around becuase the house creeped me the hell out ! I actually never really believed in ghosts period untill I moved into this house.
Me and my brother's rooms were both upstairs and my parents was downstairs. I spent a lot of time in my room practicing on my drumset. About a month into living their I started to hear a light tapping sound every night. I tried to ignore it but it seemed to get heavier every night.
This is the night ill never forget right here. It was about 11 o clock at night and I was up listening to my ipod until I felt I was ready to fall asleep. I should probably add I was about 13 at the time and had a small night light. My eyes felt heavy so I started to fall asleep. I heard the tapping sound again but I once again tried to ignore it. As soon as I was Right about to fall asleep I heard a deep moaning sound almost like it was coming from a large man. This woke me up beacuse it scared the hell out of me. But that's not the problem... When I opened my eyes I found myself looking at a man looking down at me from the corner of the ceiling. It was wearing dark clothes almost like those of a pilgrim. He appeared to be crawling down at me. This man looked like he had a purpose to harm me. I lost my breath and couldn't even scream. I've never gotten so scared in my life. This thing was literally staring at me. I put my head under the covers withing the moment of seeing it , looked back and it was gone. I never beleived in ghosts up untill that night. Turns out the followng night my mother saw something as well.
We moved a week later.
No wonder the house was so cheap.....
Back in 2004 I had moved into a two story house with my parents in Salem , MA. Knowing Salem's ghostly history, I was already teased about moving there. Turns out the house was built back in 1804 and included a "secret staircase" that the slaves would go into to hide from capture. And to top it off , I also found out that that the house also served as a medical center for wounded slaves... Great right ? Best believe I kept myself from snooping around becuase the house creeped me the hell out ! I actually never really believed in ghosts period untill I moved into this house.
Me and my brother's rooms were both upstairs and my parents was downstairs. I spent a lot of time in my room practicing on my drumset. About a month into living their I started to hear a light tapping sound every night. I tried to ignore it but it seemed to get heavier every night.
This is the night ill never forget right here. It was about 11 o clock at night and I was up listening to my ipod until I felt I was ready to fall asleep. I should probably add I was about 13 at the time and had a small night light. My eyes felt heavy so I started to fall asleep. I heard the tapping sound again but I once again tried to ignore it. As soon as I was Right about to fall asleep I heard a deep moaning sound almost like it was coming from a large man. This woke me up beacuse it scared the hell out of me. But that's not the problem... When I opened my eyes I found myself looking at a man looking down at me from the corner of the ceiling. It was wearing dark clothes almost like those of a pilgrim. He appeared to be crawling down at me. This man looked like he had a purpose to harm me. I lost my breath and couldn't even scream. I've never gotten so scared in my life. This thing was literally staring at me. I put my head under the covers withing the moment of seeing it , looked back and it was gone. I never beleived in ghosts up untill that night. Turns out the followng night my mother saw something as well.
We moved a week later.
No wonder the house was so cheap.....





