Real
Ghost Stories

evil man, depressed house, phantom tracks...

I wrote these in 2000 on another site I just found them and added a small update below...

Evil Man
This is the scariest thing that has ever happened to me and I think and hope it was a dream but I will never know. My family had just got back from OC, MD and it was after midnight. I went to bed and as tired as a I was I couldnt sleep... so I lay down and closed my eyes. The room got darker all of a sudden, and I remember the door had been open, but it was almost closed. I got cold and my heart jumped to see that there was someone standing behind the door. I couldnt move.. I could only talk to myself and tell myself that it was my aunt dorothy who we had just seen... but then I remembered aunt dorothy is in MD still... then the thought crossed my mind that it didnt even look like her. Suddenly the old Lady looked at me but she didnt seem like a lady any more. Slowly he turned and everything around me and him got dark and his eyes turned red and he gave the most evil smile I've ever seen and he seemed like he was coming at me though he didn't move. I would have ran, but I couldnt move and he was in front of the door. Suddenly, I could move again and he disapeared, but it was like he was still there. The imprint was so fresh on my brain that I could still picture him. I couldnt even sleep the rest of the night without the light on. If anyone has had similar experiences please let me know. I've heard it called Sleep Paralysis and that it is very common, but it hasnt happened to me since, plus I moved out of that house. I'll post more stories about the house soon.

Depressed House
This is the house that the Evil Man was in. Its on address deleted. I lived there for ten years but I will never go back again. I mean I ran out of the house spooked at least twice, once crying to my neighbors. I remember when we first got there, I knew there was something sad, quiet about the house. We were only the second people to live there, but it seems like the house was old. The thing that made the house the weirdest is the quietness... The silence in that house made my ears hurt. At night I would sit awake and listen and the silence made the air heavy and it felt like it was pressing against my ears. There were also weird things that happened... like light would be on when we came home or the alarm for the house would go off. Then there was my parents room... I never knew how they could sleep in there. It was about 10 degrees cooler than the rest of the house. It was downstairs, but it was still way to cold to be natural. In that room there was always a presence, like someone wanted help. I would often turn around while on the computer cuz I swore someone was there or the would be sounds like a person would made. Sometimes the piano would be played like someone was banging on it like a kid. The scariest experiance I have from that house other than Evil Man who I wrote about in another story, is when I was in bed and I couldnt sleep and I heard footsteps through the room. I didnt dare look but my heart was in my stomach and I was paralyzed with fear. I asked my neighbor about the history behind the house and he said a young buy (4 years old) had died there by strangulation on the chord that raises the blinds. That explains a lot. For instance, when we arrived to the house, the playground had been relocated about 100 ft away from where they were planted... belive me this would not have been easy... someone would have had to dig up the 2 foot deep ancors and carry the huge thing accrss the yard. We tried to replant it but we never could get it straight it always tilted and dropped like it wouldnt cooperate. The chords used to adjust the blinds in my parents room would never untangle. They were tied, probably by the parents of the boy who died. I always tried to untie them but they would not untie. Thats the story about my depressed house. please give feedback

This is the update in 2005...

Also, another thing that happened once.... I walked outside during the winter and the ground was covered in 6 inches of snow. I went near the garage and low and behold a set of footprints *starts* out of nowhere near the garage... not within 15 feet of the garage... the footprints lead up back and behind the garage which means stepping up 4 feet onto some railroad ties and there are no other prints... so I did what I had to... this creeped me out but I knew if I didnt follow the prints I wouldnt ever know .... I figured it may be possible to walk backwards then retrace steps so they appeared to start out of nowhere, so I followed them, up towards my neighbor's property, must have been him... NOPE they stopped about 50 feet into the woods with no trace of anything else... this is obviously supernatural, and I was young but knew this was impossible... footprints that begin and end out of nowhere.... unless this person could fly... then again my house was most def. haunted so this didnt surprise me too much.

Alright thats what i got any comments or ideas? I will try to think of some more stories from the house... right now I am going up to take pictures in this graveyard up the street... its a private lot that is in the woods with graves from the 1800s to 1907... the owner still puts flowers on some graves, there are also some 2 year olds buried there, but a lot of the grave stones are very weathered impossible to read and propped against trees... I will show you later on when I get the pictures of my camera...
love, Alec :)