Footsteps on My Bed

From: Jennie ()
Story type: Ghost
Location: Yorkshire, England
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Mon Jul  2 00:16:04 2007

I've always been open minded when it comes to the paranormal. I've had a few 'freakouts' because of things I've heard and seen. NEVER have I had such a bad experience as the one I'm about to tell you though.

My parents had gone on holiday with my mum's cousin. I was sent to stay with my Great Aunt, because my Great Uncle had recently passed away and she didn't like being alone in that house. I didn't like being in that house full stop!

It's a large Victorian house, with a lot of it's original features.

Two of the previous home owners before my Aunt had gone insane whilst living there, which is what my Aunt had told me on my first night of staying there... I was paranoid as it was; but hearing that, I could only think one thing. Amityville Horror - Now I don't know if that story's true or not, but mine is.

The first two nights there were fine. I was a little scared though, once I set foot on the second staircase, I seemed to feel empty, just like a shell. The 3rd day, I grew worried. I had been getting ready for school and just came out of the bathroom on the top floor where I was staying, the door's quite hard to shut, but I had the knack of it, I checked it was shut properly, no way it would open unless I did it. I turned around and grabbed my school bag when the bathroom door flung open, I spun round to look, and the door slammed shut again.

On the way to school I told my friend what had happened and she said she'd come round the next night to see if she felt anything there, I gladly invited her round.

The 3rd night, was by far the worst. I'd gone to bed early because I felt very sick. I woke in fits and starts and kept having strange dreams, alot of them involved horses, i've no idea why. But anyway, I woke up at 02:56 and heard footsteps walking up my set of stairs, then racing down them. at 02:58, it stopped so I decided to try and sleep. I was in a light state of sleep, so when the church in the village began to sound the bells for 3am I heard them. I began to fall into a heavier sleep, until I sensed something wasn't right. There was definately something in that room with me. I pushed that thought aside, thinking I was being stupid, and tried to sleep. I closed my eyes, and within seconds, it was a struggle to breath, my chest was tight, my eyes shot open and I could see the clock - 03:03 (seeing a link with the threes here?)

I felt a pressure on the end of my bed, but thought I'd imagined it...until I felt two more.I tried to turn over so I could see if the door had opened and the dog had come in. I felt a huge pressure on top of me, I couldn't move, speak, scream or shout, I could barely breathe. All I could do was curse in my thoughts at whatever was there, and it suddenly went. It happened again just under an hour later. When my friend came round, she felt that something was there aswell, but she wasn't sure what. The rest of the time I stayed there, I left the TV on whilst I slept. It felt safer.

The strange things just went back to hearing footsteps on the stairs and outside my room, but they never came inside.

I have no idea what had happened on that 3rd night, or what had been in my room, but if anyone has any ideas or similar experiences, PLEASE let me know; I'd like to learn more about it.