The Demon Child

From: Eve (evejackson@mail.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Norman, OK
Source: Form Submission

Hi, I'm a college student from Oklahoma. I personally haven't had any direct or obvious incidents with ghosts until I met a friend who had. Her name is Shannon and she lives alone in a house in Norman. She to is a college student but she comes from a family of minor jewelers. She doesn't have much money to speak of so she is renting to own a house in Norman while she is going to college.

She said it all started with her dog. He's a small dog like a shiatsu or something similar. When she first moved in she tried putting her dog's dish at the corner of the counter in the kitchen. The dog wouldn't eat for almost four days. He would sit about 5 feet away from the dish and just stare at it. Well, not really at it. More like 3 feet above it. She finally moved the dish so the dog would eat.

A few weeks later her Mom came over to visit and she had brought a new jar of jewelry cleaner for Shannon and set it on the corner of the counter. They then went to a local shopping area and returned a few hours later. Her dog was sitting were he had the first few days just staring. The cleaner was all over the counter. They looked at the jar and there was no cracks and the shrink plastic on the cap was still intact. There wasn't even any cleaner in or on the jar itself. They thought it was strange but didn't really think much of it.

Later she set up her coffee maker in the same spot not thinking. Several weeks later she turned it on in the morning and left to take her shower. When she came back the coffee was all over the counter and none on the coffee maker or the mug. And again her dog was just sitting there staring.

Several months went by and she didn't think any more of the things. She even came to school and joked about it with us. But we could tell it really unnerved her.

One night she was lying in bed and she couldn't get to sleep. She couldn't get comfortable because we all had a big test the next day. She rolled over as she had several times that night and she glanced at her door. There in the dark hovered two red eyes. They were about 3 feet above the ground. Shannon froze and squeezed her eyes shut and rolled back over. Needless to say she did do to well on the test the next day. The next time it happened Shannon could tell it was a little girl. She stood there pale and sickly in a white gown. Though she didn't seem weak in the least bit. Shannon said she got not necessarily a bad feeling but it also wasn't a good one. The girl wore like what seemed like a sleeping gown from the 1920's or so. She also had the red glowing eyes.

It happened again several weeks later. This time the girl had her hand on the doorjamb. Each time she seemed to get closer and closer. Shannon eventually started to wear a sleep mask so when she put it on she wouldn't see anything. She eventually forgot about it until about a year later. She came to school looking unkempt and messy. She is always very polished and refined but not today. She told us about what had happed that morning. The fall semester had just begun and the days were still very long. She had left her bedroom and walked into the sun light hall. At the end she could look right into her kitchen and right at the corner of the counter. There in the light of the morning stood the little girl. And there sat her little dog staring at the girl. The girl had her hand placed on the very corner of the counter.

Shannon didn't even bother showering. After classes she went shopping and bought several crosses, one for each room, and several bottles of holy water. She hung the crosses that same day. Everything seemed to stop for about a year then every single cross was gone. In their place were ghost images left of them where they had once hung.

She went on a short trip a few months ago and several of us were house sitting. Only Jen was supposed to be there but she didn't have the courage to stay there alone. Two days had passed and nothing happened. We where sitting in the living room that night right next to the kitchen when Tom turned to the kitchen and just stared. He was pale and his eyes were huge. Jen and I didn't want to turn and look but we did. There stood the girl and there sat the dog. Instantly we were up and moving. We grabbed the dog and left. I don't think we even locked the door. We only went to grab the mail and newspapers. We never went back into the house. In fact none of us has been back ever since. That was 6 months ago. She still lives there. For the life of me I don't know why. Want to share your story? evejackson@mail.com