AND A few years ago I lived in a fairly gigantic house in the city of Deroche. At that time I lived with my mother, stepson, stepson and cat. From the day I moved in, I would not be able to fall asleep, I always felt that someone was in the room with me, watching.
My cat also behaved strangely, it is almost as if she watched someone navigating my bedroom. Her eyes pass from one side of the room to the other. I slept very loudly at night.
This is not only my bedroom, the whole house had a strange feeling. It's too hard to explain.
One day at school, I casually joked about a haunted home. Then one of my friends told me that there is a cemetery a few blocks from my house.
I decided to study further, asking more of my friends if the ghosts are known in the area. I discovered that there was a teenage African boy who was murdered, near my house, when other boys tied him to the railway tracks. (Note: I do not verify that this story was true in any way, shape or form, this was said). I tried to look for more tips, but I didn't find any other stories.
Then, after a few weeks, I got used to the feeling of the house and started sleeping a few hours of sleep at night, but now I almost still had nightmares (none of them I remember). It really started to bother me, but I couldn't aid it.
A few days later I invited a few friends to jump on my trampoline after school. We jumped, talked and had a good time when I suddenly heard my friend's scream, she pointed to the basement door when I looked, I saw what she was screaming. The door (which are always closed and closed) opened and closed alone. We were so crazy that we fell inside and asked my mother if anyone was there, she told us that nobody went there all day.
Since then, I moved to another home, but I still wonder what was there …
