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 Posted - 10/11/2001 : 5:21:14 PM
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Hi. Im erin and heres my story:
I was 13 when my mom married my stepdad. My parents divorced when I was 7 but thats not part of the story. My mom wanted to move to a different neighborhood. She's one of those people who doesn't like staying in one place too long and I have been living in this house for about 8 years. So we moved to this beautiful 2 story house on the other side of town. When I say beautiful, I mean WoW!!! Talk about GoRgEoUs...I think it might have been owned by some movie star or something. The outside of the house has a garden of night-blooming jasmines thats aroma fills up my front yard at night. The rooms are spacious with windows that fill the room up with light during the day, and bring the brightness of the stars at night. I began to love this house...until....well, you all knew it was coming. I began to have trouble staying asleep at night. Sometimes I just wake up not knowing how or why. I remember this one night, I was dreaming of this strange black man who was bald and had hair on the tops of his ears. He had glasses and an extremely dark and thick mustache. He had told me in my dream that he had died and began speaking to me of other things. Then I woke up in the middle of the night. As I looked around, I found that my bed covers had fallen to the floor, so as I went to get it, I found him standing there....looking at me.....just staring. Then he vanished into thin air. I was too sleepy to react in any way so I just tried to convince myself that everything was alright. About a week and 1/2 later I woke up in a cold sweat. I didn't understand why because I didn't have a bad dream and my room felt oddly cold. I sat up in my bed and looked around. Since i didn't see any thing I started backing my body back on the mattress. I went and got my thin blanket and pulled it on my body. It felt heavy for some reason. It felt like a cement blanket on my body. Then I felt these cold hands push me onto my mattress. They just kept pushing and pushing and pressuringthe air out of my lungs. Then I only felt one hand and I felt this swoosh of air go past my nose and mouth. My heart was pumping...It felt as if a hand was trying to slap me and missed. Then it all stopped.....Just as suddenly as it had happened. I never told my mom about that night until years later. The only event that completely changed my life was the night before Christmas vacation. I was packing up my stuff when I heard the voice of the black man begin talking to me. He had told me to go and strangle my mother to death. Of course I resisted until he told me these exact words..." If you refuse my request, I will continue to hurt you, your mother will die anyways because of me....I will hurt all you love....just do what I say" I grabbed a wire hanger and proceded to my mother and stepfather's room. I began choking the life out of my mom. I still remember her screams. Her screams caused my stepfather to walk in and punch me in the face. His College ring left a scar under my eye. I spent 9 years at a local penetentary for the mentally demented. When I turned 20 years old, my mother took me out and divorced my stepdad. I still live in this house. Same room and everything. Same voices too. No matter what those doctors say, I know they were real and they are what caused me to do what I did. I don't always listen to them...only sometimes. What do I mean by sometimes? Well lets just say that I'm 22 years old....and my mother has been missing for 1 1/2 years...
Thanks for reading!
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Posted - 07/30/2002 : 6:37:59 PM
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uummmmmmmmm????????????????
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Posted - 07/31/2002 : 11:11:07 PM
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Oh, honestly, people!
Not everything written here is non-fiction. Ghosts8992 wrote a very good story, tight, no loose ends, with an excellent umph at the end. The time-flow doesn't quite jive, though: eight years in one house, nine years in an institution. Other than that, quite good stuff.
And for those who take this story literaly and didn't notice the time-flow problem, there is a big clue given by the writer that this is a work of fiction. She writes in the story that she is now 22 years-old. If you look at Ghosts8992's profile, she gives her age as 29.
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Posted - 08/04/2002 : 03:57:51 AM
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I checked how old Ghosts8992 is, and it does not say. It only says she has posted 29 reviews. *sighs* Maybe that evil spirit is Satan, if any of you believe in him, or one of his spirits. Everyone goes through that, where a voice tells you to do bad things. But, you must always resist them. If the story is true, then we can not say that she is bad or anything, Ghost8992, if you are saying the truth, then do not feel bad by the way people talk. Some of us, are not that strong, and we believe everything a spirit says. Especially if you have just begun to deal with the spirit world. And if it is not real, then I congratulate you on your good writing. Very creative. I am not chossing sides here, it may be true, it may be not.
I see ghosts. Still think I'm weird?
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Posted - 04/28/2003 : 11:16:44 PM
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what a scary story, but i don't believe it. your mother must had just disappeared because if not, then your years doesn't add, how long ago was this anyway?
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Posted - 10/31/2004 : 2:11:40 PM
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NOTE FROM AUTHOR:
NO SILLY. THIS IS NOT MY STORY AND I DIDNT KILL MY MOM I AM MAKING THIS STORY UP. I ALWAYS MAKE MY STORIES UP UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE!!
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Posted - 11/01/2004 : 11:38:56 AM
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Very good story, Ghosts8992. :D
Before assuming that everything is paranormal in nature, one has to rule out all other possibilities.
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