A Personal Experience By Stephanie

Moving to our new house seemed to be a good idea. After all, meeting new people is awesome, but we never expected to find what was waiting for us. Our business manager warned us about the couple that lived here previously. It didn't matter to us who or what lived here. Our new neighbors had told us about them, usually my best friend Cecia described them as creepy and phenomenal people. They said they once had an argument and the old lady took it so personal, she committed suicide in the restroom. A few weeks later her husband was found hanging in the basement with a rope tied to his neck.

It was 12 o'clock at night and I thought I heard my mom call out my name. "Annie Annie," the voice called from outside my room. I got up, and the second I tried to move the curtain to see what she wanted I noticed it wasn't my mom - it was somebody taller and dressed in black. The figure ran into the kitchen.

The next morning I told my cousin about what had happen the night before. Later that day, my cousin's parents and mine got together for a family gathering. "Take care of the kids and watch the house while were gone," my parents said. A few hours later I put my little brother to sleep. Around 9 o'clock my cousin invited me to his house which was right next door. I decided to go.

We were watching movies but it was starting to get late so I suggested that I go take a look at my brother to make sure he was ok. When I got there, I was surprised to see him sitting and talking to someone or something. Strangely, no one was really there, at least that was what I thought. I turned around to take a last look at my brother and saw this little girl sitting right next to my brother. At that moment I panicked and called out my brother's name, "Juan, Juan who's that!" but he didn't respond. It was weird because my brother never ignores me. It was as if he was not from this world. I went rapidly to get some cold water but when I got there he was alone; sleeping soundly where I had left him.

It was 12 o'clock at night when I decide to go back to my cousin's house. The second I stepped foot inside his house the light switch was turning on and off. I asked my cousin what was happening in his house. He simply said that it was normal and that it always happens at 12 o'clock. That was the moment I finally started to freak out. "Are you in your five senses kid? Have you lost your brain or what?" He told me that he felt strange too when he first moved into his house. He said that every night at midnight a bunch of strange things tend to happen. He said that it was common to hear footsteps, see shadows and light switch activity, and other things. The only thing he warned me of is to never let a kid under 11 alone because people say they get convinced to sell their soul to the evil spirits. According to my cousin, a girl will appear to the victim seeming friendly and nice.

That same night I ran to my room looking for my brother impatiently I realized he was cold but at the same time very hot. It was as if he had fever or another kind of illness. The next morning when my parents came from their family gathering I told them what had happened, but they didn't believe a word that came out of my mouth. So now I have to live in this scary house forever but now I sort of got used to it.