I Caught It Watching Me!

From: Nancy B (nancyebruff@lexcominc.net)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Lex, N.C.
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sun Aug 26 13:46:02 2007

Here's one of my stories. This is the beginning of what became a long history of experiences that occurred in my parent's home growing up. Hope you will enjoy it. I have many stories from this house. I will post them one at a time.

Hi this is one of my stories. If you want me to tell you more stories from this house just let me know. I was raised on a farm over a hundred acres. Our original farmhouse had burnt down when I was just a baby. My father had rented another house for us to live in until he rebuilt the house that I was raised in. He took lumber from the first hospital that was built in our county that dated back into the late 1800s.It had been torn down and a new one was being built. He was told that he could have the lumber from this hospital and he used it in building this house we later moved back into. I was six years old when me moved into our rebuilt house. At the time it was just me , my little brother who was just a baby, and my mentally retarded sister who was four years older than me.

All my other brothers and sisters had already gotten married or was own their own. They are much older than me . I was born late in life.

My first encounter with the supernatural happened late one summer night. My father had not finished the house totally, so we lived in the basement until he could finish the upstairs. He was gone coon hunting one night and we had already went to bed. My bed was at the foot of the steps that led up to our enclosed back porch. The light was left on and it lit up the area where I slept. I had woken up from a dead sleep and for some reason got the sensation that I was being watched. It was deathly quiet. For some reason and I do not know why, my attention was drawn to the upstairs porch doorway where the light was shinning through. There it stood. A large very black figure that had a some what human shape. I looked at it for what seemed to be a couple of seconds , I could not scream or move. Then I got the sensation that this thing realized that I was starring at it. When it realized this, it quickly ran away from my view out of the doorway that it was standing in. I could hear load noises and stuff being knocked over as it ran. Almost like it was knocking stuff over in a hurry to get away from the doorway and out of my view. I could hear it go through the kitchen area upstairs and it went into one of the bedrooms , by the heavy footsteps , I could tell where it went. For a few seconds I laid there until I got up the nerve to run to my mothers bed. She tried to calm me down by telling me I just had a nightmare. I knew better. From that point on I always felt that something was watching me.

Later , my nephews who lived beside us would always come over to stay in the summer and evenings because their parents worked. What ever this thing was , it would always wait until we all were alone to mess with us. There were more than one spirit in this house, their were several. I got the feeling that the others were trying to protect us kids from that one . It was evil.

If we were alone in the summer , and we were playing in the basement while our parents were gone, this thing would always make it's presence known. One time in particular, it was around lunchtime, it made it's presence known. We all had been playing out side and decided to come in and play in the basement where it was cool. My mother had gone grocery shopping and left me in charge. I was around 12. We were playing and all of a sudden we heard heavy foot steps over head coming from one of the back bedrooms. It was getting closer going through the kitchen and onto the back porch area where the steps led to the basement where we were at. We froze, and when it got to the back porch the door that led to the downstairs basement area opened with a load slam. Then it started on the first steps leading down to where we where at. Let me tell you , all four of us ran so fast trying to get out of basement door that we got jammed . All of us were trying to go through it at the same time. When we did get out, we stayed outside the rest of the day until my mom came home. We told her what had happened. By this time she believed us because stuff had happened to her that scared her also. This is just two of the many occurrence's that we witnessed growing up. If you want more stories I will tell you one at a time. It would take just to long in one e-mail to tell.

Your friend ,
spooky thunder in the sky