Truth or Dare

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Story type: Ghost
Location: .
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sat Apr 25 07:12:26 2009

This happened a few months ago on my 15th birthday. Some of my friends were staying at my house for the night. After the party my family went out to give me and my friends some time to mess around.

We started playing Truth or Dare and wanted it to be the ultimate game. So we turned off all the lights and started playing. It was literally pitch black execpt for where we were we had one flash light on. (we all know and knew my house was haunted which lead us to the following dare) It was my friends turn to pick a victim. She picked me and I chose to do a dare. She dared me to take the flash light with me to the basement and sit there for half and hour (the basement is the haunted part of the house) me at the time not being afraid of anything went down.

It was about 5 minuets into the half and hour, the basement door was locked from the outside. I totally regret wanting that.

I was sitting there on the floor, it got really cold and I started hearing footsteps. I got really scared and closed my eyes. Aftr about 10 seconds I opened them and standing in the corner (ver close to me) was a black figure. I ran up the stairs and started banging on the door and begging my friends to open it. The footsteps started coming up the stairs. I didn't even look behind me in fear of what I might have seen.

I was in tears from fear and shock and basically damaging my hands from smacking the door.

My friends finally opened it and I ran right into them and without looking where I was going. I yelled at them to close the door and so they did.

I told them what happened and at first they thought I was joking but after a bit of thought most of them had a scared look on their faces.

After calming down with the lights on again i rememebered I left the flashlight down there, one of my friends who hadn't believed me went down to get it.

After about 1 minuet she came ack up screaming her lungs out and kinda having a panic attack.

She said as she bent down to pick up the flash light she saw in the relfection on the window a face. A light brown demonic face right next to hers.

She has never come back to my house since then and I am still begging my family for us to move out.

Thanks for reading.