I had an idea of what I could do.... My parents had an Old Ouija board in the attic that I always wondered about and was always curious to take it out, I wanted answers of why this was happening to me and why my house. So after my parents went out to the store I went to the attic and took down the Ouija board and uncovered it, I went to my room where this was happening the most and took the little glass piece and asked the board “Is anyone there” The board started to shake and my heart started to beat I wanted to run away but I wanted answers. The piece quickly moved to “Yes” and I almost had a panic attack, I kept asking what it was doing in my house and on the mirror across my room a demon appeared and waved to me... Then the mirror shattered all over my floor and the Ouija board thrown around. I had chills all over my body scared to even move. I couldn’t take this anymore, and knew it was just going to get worse... And it
Doctor Larry Smith was the Pediatrician in Toombs County for as long as I can remember. He was well-known and loved in the community and a member of Lyons First United Methodist Church. Dr. Larry was married and he had two daughters, one stepdaughter and a stepson.
Ever since I moved with my mom dad and little sister into our new house, I noticed an occurrence of what I presumed to be unexplainable paranormal activities. The previous owners of the house had sold the house for a abnormally low price, but I overheard a conversation between our realtor and my parents discussing how the previous owners had accidently left their baby boy in the bathroom, which was right next to my room, alone for seven hours. Upon arriving home, the couple found the corpse of their suffocated child whose head had become stuck into the toilet. I have no true person to vouch for the validity of my experiences but every time I passed my bathroom, I felt a sharp cold chill shoot down my spine. Also, I would repeatedly hear the voice of an infant when I was left home with the nanny. When I asked the nanny about the sounds I had heard, she stated how she hadn’t heard anything. In addition, one night as I was sleeping in a tent in the living room with my grandma I could hear a faint whisper urging me to wake up around midnight. As my 9-year old self groggily woke up my eyes quickly shifted to a shadowy figure around my height, leaning on the television. I was paralyzed, fear had overcome me, I could not speak nor think or scream, all I could do was watch in horror as the shadowy figure looked
I woke up in the middle of the night. The sound of a coin dropping ringed in my ear, I was dazed. I tried to ignore it as I have done before, but the sound grew louder and louder until I could not bear it any more. I took it
The feeling of the newly fresh tide smell from the stack of jerseys overflows my nose. I begin dressing myself deliberately and my focus starts to be overcome by a sense of nervousness. Tying the last knot thinking how am i going to benefit my team and my teammates, but however my emotions prohibit my thinking, making me vulnerable to any mistake on the pitch. A tsunami of concerns make me think too much and lasts for an eternity.
I went camping this summer for my friend’s birthday, It was a lot of fun and I have so many great memories from that trip. Marshmallows roasting,going swimming,screaming was so much fun. We also played volleyball and our ball almost fell into their fire. They didn’t care though everyone here was happy,happy kids,happy dogs,even elder people had smiles on their faces. We took a walk down to the dock and at one point it came up and bounced. For that moment I thought we were about to go flying into the water. Everything stopped and I grabbed a hold of the dock. Then we roasted marshmallows and most of them ended up on Jaydin’s little cousins' faces. When it was time to go back into the camper we played the try not to sing challenge.
As we pulled into the college parking lot, the butterflies were released into my stomach. I had always been shy, and three weeks without any contact with my family or close friends was going to be challenging for me. I had applied for the Governor’s Honors Academy, where I was required to stay at a college campus with one hundred and eighty five outstanding students from all over West Virginia. Students strolled past my dorm, eager to meet their roommates. Soon I realized I was going to have to use my own social skills to forage my way through the jungle of diverse people to create new friends.
I awoke shivering afraid of the nightmare I had just had. It’s all because of the stories my brother told me, they aren’t true, I told myself. He always called me a loser. He always said “Zack you’re a baby!” Tonight I’ll show him, tonight is my revenge. I kept saying in my mind I’m not afraid. As I walked downstairs to go to my brother’s room in the basement I was passing the happy birthday decorations for me from two days ago. I remember the Dairy Queen Ice Cream cake in my mouth with the delicious frosting that said “Happy birthday fourteen year old!” When I opened the door to the basement I swear I saw something move. I reminded myself I am not a baby, and as I went down to the second step I heard what was down there. It sounded like fingernails being screeched across a chalk board.
Upstairs there was a lot of activity as far at voices on the ghost box. I was feeling very cold and tired by this time and didn’t feel or hear much. While in the hall outside the classroom, I heard in my mind the name “Eddie”. I asked out loud if Eddie was there and on the ghost box he answered “yep”. I asked what grade he was in and it sounded like he said 5th.
I lived in a large, goth house on the outskirts of Wimbledon, Massachusetts. My family and I had called this house our home for nearly 18 years. In our home there was constantly something happening, but none of which we were responsible for. Doors flying open and shut, voices yelling, stomping. Everything in the house scattering. I was alone there a lot because both my parents worked which means I cared for the house. I was constantly petrified.
I admit there was some things I knew was fake, but my ignorance got the best of me. They employees working at the exhibit turn the lights off, and a ghost came wandering through the room like a black cat wandering the streets, like it was abandoned.I was scared out of my mind, not knowing that they were doing some stupid effects. I hid behind my mom like a coward, and even though my mom told me that It was fake, I was still anxious . I was so scared, so terrified, I felt like as if my worst nightmare was coming true, right in front of my eyes. After the visit, me and my family decided to come home and get some sleep. I was really late and night when we returned, but I stayed up all night thinking about that ghost, as almost I was sleep
Once we were back home I remember I was very tired and wanted to go to sleep. Before I went to sleep however, I was sitting in the kitchen with my mother, aunt, and sister. One of the reasons why I left before them was because they had been talking about their paranormal experiences they had experienced in the house. This had obviously spooked me so my sister suggested I go to bed instead and I did. Thankfully I fell asleep quiet easily and didn’t keep thinking about the paranormal happenings that occurred in the house. The room where I was staying at was on the second floor and had a big window that let the light from the street come in through the thin curtains. This also let any sound from the outside be heard easily into the room.
When I was younger, I never really believed in ghosts, but this experience changed my life. A long time ago, around the age of thirteen, I was in a lot of things that caused me to be labeled as a troublemaker. It was so bad that one time (ironically right before winter break) my parents thought it would be the best to come up with the ultimate punishment for me. They decided to leave me at home for a week while they were off on an extravagant vacation to the mountains. The first night before they left, they gave me a list of chores to do. Now, in the back on my mind, I was thinking how such a tuff guy like myself would not be doing any chores because chores were for the weak and spineless. Once they walked out the door, I began to make at least an attempt to actually read the list that was given to me, but after reading over the list, which was rather long, I balled it up and threw it right in the trash, not thinking about any of the consequences. I darted upstairs and hopped straight on my Xbox where I remained for a few hours until things started to get a little strange in the middle of the night.