We decided to move in with my aunt, my mom's
sister. She lived in what was once a rest home for the elderly. She was a
wild person, she liked to drink and spend most of her nights out on the
town. She had 10 kids and them, myself, and my family lived in her
house. (she rented real cheap).
One night my mom, my aunt and my other aunt went to the bar, and left
us home with my cousin who was 18 and able to baby sit all of us, we
were watching a scary movie on t.v. (We loved to be scared) it was
getting late and our babysitter told us to go upstairs to bed, after the
movie everyone was afraid to move, but we had to do what we were told.
So one by one we marched up the stairs we had to go by the bathroom that
was at the top of the stairs, everyone said they would see things in
there, but I was yet to see anything. One of my cousins said they say a
pair of glowing red eyes, and another one of my cousins said they say a
older lady with really long thin hair standing in the door way.
Anyway, there were five bedrooms upstairs, and two bedrooms
downstairs, that is where my mom, and my aunt slept. Two of my cousins
and myself weren't able to go to sleep right when we got in bed, so we
decided to talk about things from the past, like the trailer I used to
live in, and the old farm house they use to live in. We both have had so
creepy experiences.
When we were getting ready to doze off, we heard someone screaming,
not for sure what was being said, but it was really loud. We decided to
get up and go downstairs to investigate, as soon as we got half way down
the stairs we looked over the railing and saw four little old ladies
sitting on the couch, they had night gowns on, and they were facing
toward the t.v. The weird thing is, is that my cousin who was baby
sitting was sleeping on the couch waiting for our moms to get home. She
was sleeping on her stomach, and I guess she didn't feel them on her.
We were scared out of our minds, we started to run back up stairs,
and the bathroom light was flickering on and off, and the old lady with
the thin long hair was standing in the bathroom door. My cousins that
were with me were the same age as me, started to cry, we felt stuck,
couldn't go down stairs because of the old ladies, and couldn't go back
to our room because of the other old lady in the doorway. I didn't know
what to do, I grab one of my cousins hands and shut my eyes and ran for
the bedroom. My other cousin was still on the stairs screaming at this
point, my cousin who was watching us came flying up the stairs asking my
other cousin what was wrong, she proceeded to tell her, well by that
time there was no one anywhere and she didn't believe us.
That's about the time my mom and my aunts came back, they were
verbally fighting, one of my aunts had a cross necklace around her neck,
and when she started fighting louder with my mom and other aunt, the
cross necklace fell off her neck still clasped, and her eyes started
rolling back in her head.
My aunt grabbed her right before she feel on the floor, and my aunt
that lost the cross on her neck started speaking I guess you could say
devilish words such as your a "whore", I'm going to kill you, let me go,
but in a tone that was not her own. My family didn't know what to do,
so they just let her lay there until she came out of what ever she was
in.
At the same time all of this stuff was happening, the fire place went
up in flames, and it didn't even work. Things started flying off the
walls, and the shelves, it felt like the house was shaking from the
inside.
About 10 minutes later my aunt got up off the floor and asked what
happened, no one said anything. No on really knew. She got up and went
to her bedroom as did everyone else and decided as long as nothing else
happened we would discuss everything in the morning. We (my cousins) got
up when we saw light outside, no one slept, went downstairs to see what
was going on, and sitting on the top of the garbage can was a "witch
craft book", no one touched it, and when my aunt got up and came into
the kitchen, she wouldn't talk about what happened the night before. She
told us never to talk about it, and never bring it up again.
That was just one incident of the rest home, there are a few more
things I will tell you later. Thank you for reading, and have a nice
day.
yourghoststories
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