ANDJust a year ago I experienced the most terrifying feeling when a ghost touched me, or at least I felt like it was a ghost. Here's my story:
It was tardy February and the snow was just melting. My little sister was staying at her friend's house and my little brother was doing the same at my cousin's house. I was living the life of an only child, which I never want to experience again. I had just finished watching a rerun of “Family Matters” in our downstairs family room and was feeling a little tired. So I turned off the TV and went to my room in the shadowy. When I turned on the delicate, I felt like I was energized again, so I started watching my own TV. While doing so, I closed the door and locked it so I could change into my pajamas.
I lay in bed, watched a few movies and finally felt as tired as before. I checked my room again. I made sure the window and door were closed and the closet was closed so the cat wouldn't get in there again. I turned off the TV. For some reason I couldn't sleep, so I started counting sheep. Suddenly I hear someone coming up the stairs. At first I thought it was my mom or dad (who happened to be sleeping in their room across the hall). I looked at the crack in the door, there was no delicate on! I heard footsteps leading up, then down, then up again. It continued… it went down the stairs, then slowly started coming back up, I coughed and heard it running up the stairs very quickly!
Then I heard the doorknob move as if someone was trying to get in. Let me tell you now, if it were my mom or dad, they would already be yelling at me for closing the door. But I didn't hear any screaming, just constant breathing and panting to get through the door. Suddenly it stopped. A few seconds later I heard the door open! Then I thought, “There is no key to my room, in fact there is no keyhole in the knob!”
SWOOSH! The door then opens and hits the back wall. I then dig myself under the covers and pinched myself because for a moment I thought I was having a terrible dream…I WAS NOT. Then I heard the person slowly enter my room and stand right next to my bed.
Then it hit me! Both chilly hands were on my back… ice chilly hands. As soon as I felt it, I screamed, “MOOOOOMMMMMM, DAAAAADDDD!!! Daddy, daddy, daddy, please help me, daddy, daddy!!” Then I heard everything go backwards. He left, closed the door, slammed the doorknob, walked up and down the stairs and disappeared.
Seriously, no one believes me! Mom and dad said they didn't hear anything and no one else was with me. But I know what I have heard and experienced. For me it was all true.
