It's Found Me
From: Dallas1381@aol.com Sent: Saturday, July 29, 2000 7:39 PM Title: It's found me Type: Ghost
Ever since I was about 9, weird things have happened to me.
In about 1994, I lived at an apartment complex with townhouses. I lived in the A building apartments, the most haunted building of them all. At first, my Mom and I lived on the second floor, which was haunted, but not that bad. When we first moved there, we had just set up our beds and went to sleep (I was sleeping in my Moms bed). It was late at night when my Mom woke up to someone breathing hard in her face. The breath was cold, and she checked if it was me. It wasn't. I was at the foot of the bed, facing away from her. My Mom went back to sleep not knowing what it was. About a month after that, I was home alone and watching TV on the couch. Some of our stuff was still in boxes. My cat was lying on the coffee table when he suddenly got surprised and looked behind him. I turned to see what he was looking at. He was staring at the sliding glass door that led to out our balcony. I didn't know what she saw, but I also didn't know why he had turned, there was no noise that he could have responded to. I didn't care much, so I went back to watching TV. Suddenly my cat jumped off of the table and hissed at the sliding glass door. I looked over again and saw a pale, transparent figure that looked like it had a red coat on. The thing reached out to me and disappeared. I swear I was in shock. But that isn't all.
Our apartment that we lived in (on the second floor) started having problems. The fridge would stop and our faucet would leak. The landlord guy couldn't fix it, so we decided to move to the apartment below us. The bottom level was the most haunted floor of all. The people who had lived in that apartment before us had told us stories about weird things happening. Their clock that sat on a shelf would fall off exactly five feet away from the shelf. Also, their pinball machine that they owned would turn on and rock back and forth very quickly. Their TV would turn off and on and the lights would flicker. They said some other stuff too, but I forget. We moved in anyway and we got a puppy. One winter night, I went to let my dog out to go to the bathroom. I opened the sliding glass door, stepped out onto the patio, and I heard something. It sounded the crunching like when you walk in the snow. It wasn't me or my dog. I looked down and saw footprints appearing in the snow. I freaked out and ran inside with my dog. Also, one night I got up to get a drink. I got the water from the faucet and walked past the refrigerator. Something on it caught my eye and I looked again. There was fresh hand prints on it. The handprints were made with fresh blood. They were also all over the walls down the hallway. I screamed for my Mom. She came running out of her room for me. I think she was a freaked out as I was about the handprints. Other things have happened too, like strange whispering, heavy things moving (like the fridge and oven), chairs being stacked up to the ceiling, and other strange figures. I'm 14 now and we have moved, but recently things have began to happen here. I think it's found me.