Location:Canada
Let me just say that
everything I am about to tell you is completely true and in no way some
paranoid fantasy, I am not the only one who had experienced things.
My parents decided we needed a bigger place because my youngest sister was just born so they moved us into an old farm house (cliché right). At first it was pretty cool I mean everyone had there own room and we even had our own sitting room in the upstairs. About a month after we moved in is when things got weird. My mom who at the time was still recovering from my having my sister usually stayed in the downstairs of the house during the day but on this day she had to go upstairs and check on us for some odd reason. When she left the room I got a really bad feeling and it was proven to be correct, my mom was standing at the top of the stairs and it looked liked someone shoved her and she ended up hitting nearly every step, luckily my dad came home about three minutes later and took her over to the hospital.
That's not where the problems stopped though, about five months later my dad had to have minor surgery that required him to stay awake for 48 hours before hand so my cousin was over to keep him up. My dad decided he wanted to go have a hot shower and so went upstairs to take one. About ten minutes later my cousin saw a shadow coming down the stairs and asked my dad why he was standing on the stairs, my dad never answered because he was no were near the stairs he was still in the shower. After that my cousin refused to stay the night at our house ever again.
The next part of this story involves me. At the time I was around 8 years old and yes I know people are thinking that it was my imagination but honestly I was a pretty down to earth kid that didn't really day dream. I woke up to go to the washroom around six in the morning which is only about an hour earlier then I was used to getting up at and when I came out I saw a women in a white nightie going down the stairs. At this time I wasn't really scared since I assumed it was my mother so I followed her down the stairs all the way into our kitchen but as soon as I got into the kitchen she was gone. I said mom where did you go and heard my mom yell at me to get back upstairs from the top of the stairs. I went back up and asked my mom how she managed to get back upstairs so fast and her face went white, she grabbed me and my sisters and brought us all into her room and sent my dad down to check it out. He came back up twenty minutes later and said that all the doors where locked and that he didn't see anyone, this was not the end.
About a year later I was getting ready for bed and as usual I left my clothes on the floor next to my bed and went across the room and turned on the night light (it was not there because of a fear of the dark so please don't assume) it was there because I had no light in my room. It had one of those covers on it to dim the light which never took off because if I did I wouldn't be able to sleep. At around five am (estimated) I woke up having trouble breathing and noticed that my wall where the night light was was on fire and my pants from the day before were over top of it which I assumed is what caused the fire. I ran into my parent's room and told them, my dad ran in with the fire extinguisher and put it out and then both of my parents scolded me for throwing my pants across the room. I told them I didn't and at first they didn't believe me until my mom when into the room and noticed that my shirt and socks and underwear were still beside my bed and that the shade on the nightlight was on the floor. We moved out of that house a few months later mainly because of that and other personnel reasons. I went back to that town (which was and still is my home town) five years later and found that the house burnt down. I personally talked to the fire marshal about it and he said they thought it was faulty wiring but the findings were inconclusive.
If anyone wants any information about the whereabouts of the town or pictures of the plot which is still vacant I wouldn't mind getting them for you just email me at lost_one18 (a) hotmail.com and I'll get back to you as soon as possible, comments on these events and your thoughts would be welcome.
Source:yourghoststories
My parents decided we needed a bigger place because my youngest sister was just born so they moved us into an old farm house (cliché right). At first it was pretty cool I mean everyone had there own room and we even had our own sitting room in the upstairs. About a month after we moved in is when things got weird. My mom who at the time was still recovering from my having my sister usually stayed in the downstairs of the house during the day but on this day she had to go upstairs and check on us for some odd reason. When she left the room I got a really bad feeling and it was proven to be correct, my mom was standing at the top of the stairs and it looked liked someone shoved her and she ended up hitting nearly every step, luckily my dad came home about three minutes later and took her over to the hospital.
That's not where the problems stopped though, about five months later my dad had to have minor surgery that required him to stay awake for 48 hours before hand so my cousin was over to keep him up. My dad decided he wanted to go have a hot shower and so went upstairs to take one. About ten minutes later my cousin saw a shadow coming down the stairs and asked my dad why he was standing on the stairs, my dad never answered because he was no were near the stairs he was still in the shower. After that my cousin refused to stay the night at our house ever again.
The next part of this story involves me. At the time I was around 8 years old and yes I know people are thinking that it was my imagination but honestly I was a pretty down to earth kid that didn't really day dream. I woke up to go to the washroom around six in the morning which is only about an hour earlier then I was used to getting up at and when I came out I saw a women in a white nightie going down the stairs. At this time I wasn't really scared since I assumed it was my mother so I followed her down the stairs all the way into our kitchen but as soon as I got into the kitchen she was gone. I said mom where did you go and heard my mom yell at me to get back upstairs from the top of the stairs. I went back up and asked my mom how she managed to get back upstairs so fast and her face went white, she grabbed me and my sisters and brought us all into her room and sent my dad down to check it out. He came back up twenty minutes later and said that all the doors where locked and that he didn't see anyone, this was not the end.
About a year later I was getting ready for bed and as usual I left my clothes on the floor next to my bed and went across the room and turned on the night light (it was not there because of a fear of the dark so please don't assume) it was there because I had no light in my room. It had one of those covers on it to dim the light which never took off because if I did I wouldn't be able to sleep. At around five am (estimated) I woke up having trouble breathing and noticed that my wall where the night light was was on fire and my pants from the day before were over top of it which I assumed is what caused the fire. I ran into my parent's room and told them, my dad ran in with the fire extinguisher and put it out and then both of my parents scolded me for throwing my pants across the room. I told them I didn't and at first they didn't believe me until my mom when into the room and noticed that my shirt and socks and underwear were still beside my bed and that the shade on the nightlight was on the floor. We moved out of that house a few months later mainly because of that and other personnel reasons. I went back to that town (which was and still is my home town) five years later and found that the house burnt down. I personally talked to the fire marshal about it and he said they thought it was faulty wiring but the findings were inconclusive.
If anyone wants any information about the whereabouts of the town or pictures of the plot which is still vacant I wouldn't mind getting them for you just email me at lost_one18 (a) hotmail.com and I'll get back to you as soon as possible, comments on these events and your thoughts would be welcome.
Source:yourghoststories
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