Ghost Stories

Hi, I'm Kyle. These will be my second and third stories about my family's frightening paranormal encounters with ghosts and other creepy abnormal beings. In case you've missed the first one, it was called, "The Ouija Board Spelled Satan." These two stories, as well as the previous one, take place during my dad's childhood, enjoy!

My dad lived in a house where many unexplainable situations took place; many of which involved ghosts. In this particular situation, one actually pinned him down to where he couldn't move. This is how it went:

So my dad was about 8 years old at the time, he hadn't had many encounters with ghosts yet, but he had enough in that particular house to know that the house was definitely haunted at some level. He shared a room with his two older sisters, Debbie and Terry. He and one of his other sisters (I forgot which one) shared a bunk bed together. One night, just like any other, his mom came in to kiss him good-night. When she left, there was dark silence for a few moments. My dad began to drift asleep only to be awoken again by a mysterious, heavy being sitting between his legs and his lower back. My dad was sleeping in an, "S," shape, so he would have been able to see if anyone was really there, but he saw nothing. Too scared to do anything, he simply just lied there and pretended like he hadn't even noticed the heavy being. After a few moments, the being simply lifted and my dad hadn't ever experienced anything like it again.

The Heavy Spirit - This story happened in the same place as the last; in my dad's bedroom while he was sleeping. In case you’re wondering why I made two stories in one instead of just making one entry for each it’s because they are both short. (Just bringing that up, I guess) Anyway, enjoy the next story!

So the story pretty much goes the same as the last, as far as; he climbed into bed, almost fell asleep and then noticed something, so instead of going over all that again, I'll just start with: He almost fell asleep but then he noticed two blurry being at the end of his bunk bed. He widened his eyes and then noticed that they two being were actually two ghostly sailors. One was tall and skinny, the other, short and heavy. He could see all of their features; wrinkles, moles, etcetera. They were leaning on the end of his bed facing him with their arms crossed on it. There was a long, uncomfortable moment of silence. The two sailors looked at each other, then back at him. He squinted and rubbed his eyes, when he opened them again, the sailors were gone.

Thanks for reading, and again, stay tuned for more. There will be at least two more stories. (I'll save the best one for last) I would write about my own experiences, if I had any, but I'm only 12, and I don't live in a very, "ghost infested," area, so I don't really have any of my own, but we've been talking about spending a weekend in a haunted hotel, or something similar, so I might get something else to write about soon! Let's hope so!

-Kyle