First of all, I just wanted to say that I am new here and wanted to introduce myself to everyone. My names Ariel and I am 18, soon to be 19. I'm currently a freshman at Lenoir-Rhyne University (previously Lenoir-Rhyne College) in North Carolina. Well, I've never really doubted the idea of ghosts and paranormal activity, but I've never experienced anything myself, so always just had these ideas in the back of my head. However, my family just recently moved into a very old farm house in Western North Carolina. I am normally only there on the weekends, since I'm in college now, but I can tell that something isn't right with the house.
Previously, my family lived in a rather large NC city with my grandparents. My grandfather passed away a few years ago and over this summer my grandmother also passed away. Shortly after my grandmother passed away, my parent's finally adopted a little boy, Benjamin (Ben for short) that we have been fostering since he was 6 months old. He is currently 2 and half years old. On top of that, my parents found out that they were unexpectedly pregnant and expecting another child. Needing more room, my dad (who owns his own Landscaping business and works part time with an architect) found an old farm house in Western North Carolina. The house was on the market very cheap and needed a little bit of fixing up, but nothing major. When my dad asked about the cheap price, the retailer just told him that the house was old and needed some work done and that it had been on the market for a long time now, so they were selling the house cheap. My dad didn't argue and made the deal on the house. My family moved into the house in the middle of September; I was already in college by then. My mom loved the house and how roomy it was and my dad enjoyed fixing the place up. However, I started getting phone calls and texts from my two younger sisters, Jada and Lena, not long after they moved in. Jada is 16 and Lena is 14. They were completely freaked out by the house. They both have rooms on the 1st floor, along with Ben, while my room, and my parents and the nursery for the new baby is on the 2nd floor. Lena and Jada both claimed that they would hear footsteps upstairs late at night when everyone had gone to bed or mom and dad weren't home. They claimed that the bathroom sinks would turn on and off by themselves and that the bedroom doors would "lock" even though they didn't have locks. They said that mom and dad didn't believe them or would blow it off as the house being old and settling. I told them the same thing, not wanting to frighten them. Every weekend when I go home, nothing strange seems to happen.
Well, October 2nd through the 11th I was home, due to fall break. At first, everything seemed normal to me. Everything started happening on the 4th. I woke up that morning, a little later than usual. Mom and dad had took Ben to the doctor for checkups and Jada was spending the weekend with her friend. The only people home were me and Lena. I got up out of bed to find my window open. I hadn't opened it the night before, but just thought mom or Lena or someone had came in and opened it up. So I went and shut it and got my clothes and went and took a shower. When I came back into my room after showering I found the window open again. I was a little annoyed, knowing it had to have been Lena, but went and shut the window again. I also noticed that my bed had been made. I thought it was odd that Lena had made up my bed, but I wasn't going to complain. Well, I went downstairs and found Lena in her room. I thanked her for making my bed and told her I wanted my window shut. She looked at me like I was dumb. She told me she hadn't made my bed up and she hadn't been in my room since last night. I was a little shook up by this, but brushed it off and went outside to explore the land, since I hadn't ever really had the chance to. I wound up in the barn somehow. There was a lot of old farming equipment there, that looked pretty neat. After messing around in the barn a little bit I started back towards the house. I was halfway back to the house when I heard a noise in the barn. I turned back and went to see what was going on. I found that the old tractor in the barn had been turned on. I knew I hadn't did this, so it sort of freaked me out. But once again, I brushed it off. Maybe it was just a faulty old tractor, right? So I turned it off and headed back to the house. By now mom and dad were home. I mentioned the tractor to dad and he laughed at me, telling me I had a wild imagination. He said there wasn't any fuel in it and it was so old that it wouldn't ever turn on. That night, everyone was downstairs in the living room when I heard footsteps upstairs. Jada, Lena, and I went upstairs, only to find that the floor was empty. Nothing happened for a few more days and I was glad of that. But soon enough, stuff did start to happen. And this time it was a lot more scary.
Every night I would be laying in bed at night and hear a dog barking. At first it sounded like it was outside, but eventually it sounded like it was right inside the house! We didn't have a dog, inside or out and there wasn't any neighbors very close to us. I would get up every night and search the whole house and outside, but would find nothing. I found that every morning I would wake up with my door shut and my window open, even though my window had been closed and my door open the night before. Occasionally I would walk by the bathroom to hear the water running. I would turn it off and once I had got halfway down the hall, the water would turn back on by itself. The heavy footsteps upstairs got more frequent each night and they soon started to happen in the daytime too. And every time I went outside, I would always get a weird, uneasy feeling near the barn. It got to the point that I just refused to go near the barn. I also noticed Ben would stare at the ceiling and point, when there was nothing there. I once asked him what he was pointing at and he just laughed and said "Friend!". I have no idea what he was talking about. I also noticed that my room and Lena's room were always freezing cold. And that there would be sudden cold spots in the hallways and the upstairs bathroom. My computer also started to freak out. I was laying in bed, reading. The lights off and all I had on was a small light by my bed. My laptop was laying on the desk across the room. I had it open and turned on, but the screen was black. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my computer screen got lighter, so I looked over to see what was going on, and I saw letters on my screen. There was five or 6 lines of text. It freaked me out pretty bad. I rolled over, hiding under my blankets. In the morning I got up to find that my laptop had been shut down. I asked everyone if they had done it, but everybody claimed that they hadn't been in my room or touched my laptop.
I don't know whats going on with that place, but its really creepy. Jada texted me last night to tell me that she had been the only one at home. She was in the living room, doing homework and she heard voices upstairs and footsteps. She went upstairs to see what was going on, only to find nobody there.