We first moved into this house when I was 10 and for a while there definitely seemed to be some sort of presence here. Almost every single night I would hear what sounded like somebody breaking in. Sometimes it would just be the sounds of the front door opening or glass breaking, but other times it would be the sounds of footsteps downstairs, and on occasion it would be the sound of someone wearing very heavy shoes or boots rushing up the stairs. It was terrifying.
All the typical things would happen, like lights flickering, whispers, doors opening and closing, etc. A lot of them would be easy for me to brush off as an overactive imagination but there were a few instances where it felt real. One time I was playing a game when there was a sudden growl from the corner of my room about six feet to my left. And I use the term "growl" loosely because it was unlike any I'd heard before or have heard since. It sounded like a combination of several different animal cries all combined into one very aggressive-sounding growl. Almost like a bull, a horse, a lion, and a man, all in one. I tried to ignore it but a few moments later it happened again. It happened about four times before my 12 year old self thought it was wise to tell it to shut up. Then it "barked" as if it was going to attack, and that is when I bolted out of there.
Another time I had just gotten into bed when a dresser in my room started shaking violently. I couldn't see it since it was dark and I was too scared to look but I could definitely hear it and feel the vibrations from it. The dresser had a TV on top of it and I could hear the corners of it lifting off and slamming back down, that's how intense it was. My first thought was "Maybe it is an earthquake" since I do live in Southern California after all, but nothing else in my room was moving. It was just the one dresser. It stopped after a few minutes. This dresser is very heavy and I've tried to replicate it since but even as a grown man I'm not strong enough to make it shake as intensely as that night.
There were a handful of other little incidents over the years. For instance, when I was 11 I was playing hide-and-seek with my mom's friend. I was hiding and she was seeking. I was hiding downstairs and suddenly I heard her say "GOT YOU" from across the house. Turns out she was looking up the stairs and saw "me" run by the upstairs hallway. Except I wasn't upstairs. Another time I was 16 or so and I was out with friends. My mom called me in hysterics asking if I was alright. An untraceable number had called the house, and she said it was MY voice. The voice even claimed to be me and sounded very distressed, saying that it was ill and needed her, and to please come to my room to help me. There's a possibility it could've been a prank call but none of my friends knew my home phone number and my mom insists it was exactly my voice.
I'm 26 and living back at home because my folks aren't in the greatest shape and I take care of them, and there hasn't really been any happenings in a long time. The atmosphere of the house definitely feels lighter and more like a home than those days. For the longest time I thought maybe I did just have an overactive imagination but my parents have said that things happened to them too that they just never told me about because they didn't want to scare me. Things like being touched, having covers suddenly fly off them at night, glass objects suddenly just breaking on their own. One time my mom was in the kitchen when she heard a clink, and she found a candlestick on the dining room table still standing upright but with the decorative top on the floor across the room.
Oh yeah and there is a "secret" room behind their bedroom that no other houses in the neighborhood with the same model of house have. Nothing weird has ever happened with it (my parents keep the makeshift door hidden behind a dresser) but it is a weird little touch that makes me wonder what it was used for.
I'm still a bit of skeptic and can't say I believe in anything 100% but at the same time I can't explain a lot of the things that I did experience.
... well that all ended up being way longer than I anticipated. Guess I got carried away on my trip down memory lane.
All the typical things would happen, like lights flickering, whispers, doors opening and closing, etc. A lot of them would be easy for me to brush off as an overactive imagination but there were a few instances where it felt real. One time I was playing a game when there was a sudden growl from the corner of my room about six feet to my left. And I use the term "growl" loosely because it was unlike any I'd heard before or have heard since. It sounded like a combination of several different animal cries all combined into one very aggressive-sounding growl. Almost like a bull, a horse, a lion, and a man, all in one. I tried to ignore it but a few moments later it happened again. It happened about four times before my 12 year old self thought it was wise to tell it to shut up. Then it "barked" as if it was going to attack, and that is when I bolted out of there.
Another time I had just gotten into bed when a dresser in my room started shaking violently. I couldn't see it since it was dark and I was too scared to look but I could definitely hear it and feel the vibrations from it. The dresser had a TV on top of it and I could hear the corners of it lifting off and slamming back down, that's how intense it was. My first thought was "Maybe it is an earthquake" since I do live in Southern California after all, but nothing else in my room was moving. It was just the one dresser. It stopped after a few minutes. This dresser is very heavy and I've tried to replicate it since but even as a grown man I'm not strong enough to make it shake as intensely as that night.
There were a handful of other little incidents over the years. For instance, when I was 11 I was playing hide-and-seek with my mom's friend. I was hiding and she was seeking. I was hiding downstairs and suddenly I heard her say "GOT YOU" from across the house. Turns out she was looking up the stairs and saw "me" run by the upstairs hallway. Except I wasn't upstairs. Another time I was 16 or so and I was out with friends. My mom called me in hysterics asking if I was alright. An untraceable number had called the house, and she said it was MY voice. The voice even claimed to be me and sounded very distressed, saying that it was ill and needed her, and to please come to my room to help me. There's a possibility it could've been a prank call but none of my friends knew my home phone number and my mom insists it was exactly my voice.
I'm 26 and living back at home because my folks aren't in the greatest shape and I take care of them, and there hasn't really been any happenings in a long time. The atmosphere of the house definitely feels lighter and more like a home than those days. For the longest time I thought maybe I did just have an overactive imagination but my parents have said that things happened to them too that they just never told me about because they didn't want to scare me. Things like being touched, having covers suddenly fly off them at night, glass objects suddenly just breaking on their own. One time my mom was in the kitchen when she heard a clink, and she found a candlestick on the dining room table still standing upright but with the decorative top on the floor across the room.
Oh yeah and there is a "secret" room behind their bedroom that no other houses in the neighborhood with the same model of house have. Nothing weird has ever happened with it (my parents keep the makeshift door hidden behind a dresser) but it is a weird little touch that makes me wonder what it was used for.
I'm still a bit of skeptic and can't say I believe in anything 100% but at the same time I can't explain a lot of the things that I did experience.
... well that all ended up being way longer than I anticipated. Guess I got carried away on my trip down memory lane.
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