A Personal Experience By Calin

My father and mother were separated, and I went to stay with my mother at a home my mothers' oldest sister had bought that year. It was built in the early 1950’s . It was said throughout town that a man had died there, and the owners before my aunt had a son who was into witchcraft. I chose his old room on the second floor at the end of the hall. At night, I would hear strange noises and voices. I would fall asleep after listening for so long that I thought I was hearing things.

My mother and I had always been together, so we were never alone in the house except when I went to school, but we always felt like someone was watch us. Sometimes, I would find myself running up the stairs as fast as I could, because I instinctively felt someone was behind me, chasing me.

I had plenty of friends and was always busy. I was finding more and more reasons not to be there, and one night, when I got home late, me and my mother got into a fight for the first time. It was about school. She left for awhile to cool off. I waited and worried, because it was so cold and snowing out. I was scared there by myself and tried to keep busy, but no matter where I went, I felt like someone was watching me! My mother eventually came home, and I had made myself comfy on her bed which was the only place I felt safe. She came in and immediately went upstairs to my room. She called my name, and when she knew I wasn’t up there, I came out of the room. She said she heard me up there when she came through the front door. Then, we noticed the flood lights were on out back. This seemed impossible since the motion activation sensor was switched off. We looked outside, and there were fresh beer cans as if someone had just been there drinking. I then thought that someone might have actually been watching me, but the cans were an older beer brand. No one we knew would drink it. Besides, there were no foot prints in the snow. We then turned all the lights out except the kitchen light. We sat in the kitchen and talked about our problems and how we felt in the house.

It was late when we went to bed .We wanted to sleep together, because it was so cold. (Plus, I had stopped sleeping in my room, because I had seen some black shadows near the closet.) We were in my mom’s bed. My finished my cigarette and went to put it out. Then I covered my head in the blankets. I thought I smelled the cigarette still burning, so I took down the covers and sat up. Then, I noticed a bright white figure near the door. I could see through it, and it was floating towards me! I could make out a head and shoulders but couldn’t see a face. It was pitch black in the room except for the figure. I immediately reached for my mother and asked, "What is that?" with terror in my voice My mom sat up too and blinked to focus. She repeated my obvious question. “What is that?” It was almost next to me and looked like it was reaching and going to sit down on me. My mom grabbed her flashlight from the bed stand and flicked it on. As soon as the beam of light hit it, the eerie light stopped and disappeared. We were so freaked out that we didn’t sleep the rest of the night. I left that next weekend and haven't been back since.

Lately, I have been having those same feelings of being watched!