My Old Family Home

From: Rebecca (criploc692003@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: 1406 Tennant, amarillo tx
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Mon Aug  6 14:21:59 2007

Description: Since I was 10 years old and probably younger than that, things occurred in this house that confused me. When I would ask my mother about it and the dreams I was having, she would not have a straight answer for me. So I began to study up on the paranormal. By the age of 21 years old, I found out that I am precognitive through my dreams and I am able to sense presences.

We'll start with the recurring dream: This house is a duplex but the wall was taken down at the time of us living there while I was younger. I would be alone and feel an evil presence on the east side of the house in the back bedroom, I would run to try to get out of the back door and my mother and father would be coming in from work on the other side of the door. I would tell my mother, don't go back there, mom, he's going to get you, he's going to get you and I would run outside. Then I would wake up.

This dream happedned so many times and when questioning my mom she wouldn't tell me anything. Until I was 17. And this was the answer I was looking for all them years since I was a child. If she would have told me then, I could have stopped the dream. She told me that the far east bedroom was one bedroom instead of two when she was a child and that after her father came home from the war, he was a meaner, nastier man and would go into the bedroom at night and hurt her and her sisters. It explained my dream. He is specifically the father of my mother whom I never met because he died when my mom was 15 of cancer, but I believe because she prayed God would take him away before he could do to her baby sister what he had done to them all them years.

Also, I have seen a short old man, who one night as a child, I woke up and went to the bathroom and when I came back, layed back down and something kept pulling my eyes to look beside me at the toys I had and there was a little man with his back (hunched back) facing away. He turned around and started laughing which made me scream and he disappeared. Later in 2004, my aunt Glenda, who sees full apparitions, would run into him and when I told her my story she said it reminds her of the little old miner man that was always appearing to her and pointing to the ground where she parked her truck in the back yard. She said he would tell her to dig but thats all. She said he wasn't scary. Things would move by themselves.

One day, while my sister and I and the dog was in the living room, there was a single couch cushion that was in the middle of the floor. We was watching cartoons and all of a sudden, the cushion slid across the floor by itself. My sister and I jumped up and ran outside leaving the dog in the house and did not go back until my mom and dad got home. Also, we had a German Shepard that when we tried to get him to go on the east side of the house, he was so scared he yelped and would not allow us to touch him for a whole day. We never tried to make him go on that side again. This could all be the fault of my aunt Rosie, since she was stupid enough to play the ouija board by herself when she was young.