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.....
Sunday, August 2, 2009
My House
by: Laura E. Darby
I like to think that there are ghosts but I am not sure until one day a couple of months ago. I will explain: My brother was watching TV in the living room one day and he had the volume on low and he heard like a rustle in the back of the house. He and my brother got up to investigate because they thought someone might have got into the house. They checked all through the house and nothing, not any thing was out of place and they could not figure where the noise came from. A couple of days later my brother heard a man whistling in the house, I heard it the next day. My younger brother was 17 and he was home alone and he said he was watching TV, out of the corner of is eye he saw this figure of a girl standing there and when he turned to look nothing was there. One day last week my mom called me into the living room. I had just waked up and she said come quick and look at the porch swing. It was swinging by itself, and it was swinging big. She said look at the trees and the bushes out side and look down the street, the wind was not blowing it was still as ever. The swing slowed down and just stopped. I tried to shrug it off. I was by myself cleaning and went to put something in my brother’s room and shut their bedroom door. They have a hiding slide door that slides into the wall and it is very heavy and you have to manually open it. I was finishing the dishes and I heard this huge bang so I ran to the back of the house and my brother’s door was standing wide open. I shut it again and was very scared. I was home with my mom last Wednesday and we were cleaning and I went to shut my brother’s door and went to the living room. I went back not 5 minutes later to put some clothes away and the door was open, I said mom did you open the door and she hadn’t been back there. I was hot and turned the fan on and I went in yonder and came back and got mad and said why did you cut the fan off mom I am hot. It cut off by itself.
I like to think that there are ghosts but I am not sure until one day a couple of months ago. I will explain: My brother was watching TV in the living room one day and he had the volume on low and he heard like a rustle in the back of the house. He and my brother got up to investigate because they thought someone might have got into the house. They checked all through the house and nothing, not any thing was out of place and they could not figure where the noise came from. A couple of days later my brother heard a man whistling in the house, I heard it the next day. My younger brother was 17 and he was home alone and he said he was watching TV, out of the corner of is eye he saw this figure of a girl standing there and when he turned to look nothing was there. One day last week my mom called me into the living room. I had just waked up and she said come quick and look at the porch swing. It was swinging by itself, and it was swinging big. She said look at the trees and the bushes out side and look down the street, the wind was not blowing it was still as ever. The swing slowed down and just stopped. I tried to shrug it off. I was by myself cleaning and went to put something in my brother’s room and shut their bedroom door. They have a hiding slide door that slides into the wall and it is very heavy and you have to manually open it. I was finishing the dishes and I heard this huge bang so I ran to the back of the house and my brother’s door was standing wide open. I shut it again and was very scared. I was home with my mom last Wednesday and we were cleaning and I went to shut my brother’s door and went to the living room. I went back not 5 minutes later to put some clothes away and the door was open, I said mom did you open the door and she hadn’t been back there. I was hot and turned the fan on and I went in yonder and came back and got mad and said why did you cut the fan off mom I am hot. It cut off by itself.
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