A Personal Experience By Megan

I always wondered about my aunt's house. And the few times that I spent the night there, very strange and scary things happened. Here is the story...

My aunt and her family moved into a new house a few years back. It was an old house, built sometime in the 1800s. But her family liked it. My grandmother was telling me about the house, and she had felt weird in the 3 times that she had been there. She was coming to pick up my aunt both times. She told me that the first time she came, she felt…odd. Well, she felt something odd. My aunt, Jenny, told her to come in and wait while she fixed her hair. So, my grandma did. She stood by the stairs that led to my cousin’s room. That’s when the first strange thing happened. My grandma saw a figure standing on the top of the stairs! She was quite frightened and said that she would wait in the car. The second time that she came, she sat on the porch. But yet again, Jenny told her to come in. My grandma sat on the couch this time. My aunt was fixing her hair again. Grandma said, “C’mon Jenny, hurry up!” Then she heard Jenny, or what she thought was Jenny, say “ Don’t leave me. Wait for me.” Grandma said that she wouldn’t leave her and that she was waiting. Jenny walked out confused and said, “Mom, I never said that.” Grandma looked up at her daughter and was scared again. The third time my grandma didn’t even walk into the house!

But that was my grandma’s experience. Now I’ll tell you about my cousin’s experience. Jenny has 4 kids, who all believe that their house is haunted. Her daughters, Jessica, Stephanie, and Courtney have had the most paranormal activity going on. They say that at night, they see a man standing in Jesse’s doorway. He doesn’t move or speak, but he stands there. They all say that he looks like a solider, but they can’t be sure. And then when they call out to him, he disappears. And they also say that the ghosts speak to them sometimes. The ghosts tell their “story” to my confused cousins. Apparently, two girls died in the house while their father was dying in a hospital. The mother was already dead before this. The twin ghosts had starved while their father was very sick in the hospital. Also, one day my other aunt, Christina, went to their house. She said that she saw a door knob rattling by the closet. When she took a picture of it, there was a black shadow surrounding the door! This is my family’s experiences.

Now, I can finally get to my experiences in that house. I wanted to see all of this for myself, so I decided to spend the night. I had done this a few more times when I saw exactly what I wanted to…proof of ghosts. The first time I came I was with my sister and their other cousin, Renee. We all were sleeping upstairs, but decided to go out and play before bed. When we ran around, we heard noises coming from the woods behind us. We turned and saw the same man that stands in Jessica’s doorway. When we turned back around we saw something way in front of us. It looked like a giant bag, hanging from a pole. I was scared to say it, but it honestly looked like a body bag. When we heard more noises we ran back in the house. That night, I saw something really scary. I slept on the top bunk with my cousin Courtney. She was long asleep, and I was still wide awake. I thought I heard Jessica and Renee talking, but when I turned, they were asleep. I looked back up and noticed a small hole in the ceiling. Must have been there a while, it was an old house anyway. Then I saw a little mouse up there. I shrank back, really scared. But that was nothing compared to what came next. A woman’s hand reached out and grabbed it! I woke up Courtney and when she looked, she saw nothing. I insisted in what I saw, and I still do. Then, the second time that I came, the body bag was gone! We were terrified. That night, Jesse and I were sleeping in her sisters room when we saw a light. It seemed to be coming from Jessica’s room. When I asked her what it was, she said it was her T.V. I said ok, thinking that it was no big deal when she said something to me. “Megan, my T.V. has been broken for a few months now. It isn’t even plugged up!” Our eyes got wide with fear, but we let it go and began to go to sleep. We then heard noises on the stairs and looked, but no one was there! I was terrified. I came back a few more times, but nothing happened. This is my story of the house of evil.