The Apartment

Ok, for those of you that read "I REALLY believe now", this kinda like the second part. This stuff happened afterwards in the apartment Jan and I moved into. Every since that experience, I have been having more strange things go on.

Her parents had moved into another house, they still had the recent house, and a smaller house on the same property they were tryin to sell. While in the process of the houses being on the market and such, we moved into the smaller house.

Jan worked all kinds of hours at her job, mostly like 2 shift, so she was gone most of the day, while I got home about 3pm everyday. We had 4 phones in the house, 1 cordless and 1 regular phone downstairs, and 1 cordless and 1 regular phone upstairs. We also had 3 cats. Every since what happened at her grandmothers house, I had been leary and sort of afraid of ghosts and spirits. Well, to make this story shorter, on the regular phone downstairs, there was a red light indicater that would come on if any of the other phones were being used. (they were all on the same line). This phone was hung on the wall next to the tv in the living room. There were so many times when I was alone, and the red light would come on indicating one of the other phones were being used.. and I was ALWAYS alone when this happened. Jan was at work every time. The light would stay on for 4 or 5 seconds, then shut off. I would tell Jan about it. Its not like she wouldnt believe me, but she kinda shrugged it off. Then one time, during a bad winter storm, the phone lines were down. I had the cordless from upstairs down with me on the couch. All of the sudden, the phone would start beeping, I looked at the face of it (it had a caller ID right on the phone itself) and it said "base paging handset". Of course, it was dark, I was alone, Jan wasnt home, AND the base of the phone was upstairs. I went to check it (after minutes of getting the courage) but everything was ok. One of our cats were upstairs, but not near the base. I sat back down on the couch facing the kitchen. I kept my eyes on the staircase the whole time. Then, the cat that was upstairs, came halfway down the stairs and just sat there, beaming at me for a good 15-20 min. All I could think of was the time at Jan's grandmas house, when the disconnected phone rang. I stayed calm the best I could tho. I dont know if I was psyching myself out or what.

Well, the red light on the phone kept on coming on and off, and as usual, I was always alone when it happened. It got to where I just ignored it. But deep down, the little things that were happening there started really getting to me. At night I would wake up to what sounded like dishes crashing to the floor. No one else would hear this tho. Then one morning while I was in bed. I was half awake, a bit groggy, but I was laying on my stomach. All the sudden, it felt like this unbearable amount of pressure pushing me to my bed. Everything started getting really loud and I couldnt move. I started waking up more and more and it still felt like someone was pushing me to my bed. Finally it gave in a little, and it sounded like a small girl giggling, her voice was getting farther and farther away like she was running really fast. But she kept on giggling. Jan said she didnt hear anything tho. (My bedroom was the landing upstairs, her bedroom was right next to mine. To get to her room, you have to go thru mine. There was a humidifier right inside her doorway that we had constantly kept running.)

I am a VERY light sleeper, since as far as I can remember. I dont know what it is, but you can be quiet as a mouse and come near me when I am sleeping and I will wake up. I have been like this since I was younger. One night. it was around 11:00. I was in bed sleeping. All the sudden, I woke up with the feeling that someone was near. I opened my eyes facing jans doorway, it was dark, and I couldnt see anything. I closed my eyes to drift back asleep when about 10 seconds later I heard Jan scream really loud, then I heard a thud. My heart raced, but I was too scared to move or even ask her what happened. So I fought my way back to sleep. The next day she told me that she had sat up to smoke a cig cuz she had a hard time sleeping. Then went back to bed. A few minutes later she heard like someone passing in front of the humidifier, because the blowing sound cut off. She turned her head to see and saw a huge black figure standing at the foot of her bed. No face, just a black outline. She watched it for a sec, and thought it was me. Then she said the figure fell straight down on her bed, and she could feel it hit and when it did, it disappered. I told her that I woke up seconds before she screamed because I had that "feeling" that someone was near. She paused for a minute then said "beacuse it had to pass thru your room before getting to mine."

If that was freaky, I dont know what is.

There was a time when Jan and I were home watching a movie on tv. We were eating a pizza. All the sudden, the red light came on the phone. We both saw it out of the corner of our eyes at the same time, both of us looked at it, then turned to each other. I said "I am SO glad that you are here now to see that, now you know im not going crazy!" She freaked out now that she actually seen it herself. We did a quick look around the room to see where the cats were, and sure enough, all of them were downstairs with us. So it couldnt of been one of them upstairs knocking the phone off the hook. I didnt feel as scared with her there. But still we both worked up some fear. We decided to calmly get our shoes and get out of the house. Jan crept by the doorway which was right across from the staircase. Both got our shoes on, I grabbed my keys and she grabbed hers. I dont know what kept us in that house any longer than we should of stayed, but we were gettin more spooked by the second. Finally, whatever was going on really got to me, and I jetted out of the sliding glass door which was in the living room, taking out the screen part of the door with me. Jan followed. We got in my car. I started it up, put it in reverse and slammed on the gas so hard we sat and spun out bfore we actually took off.

We got to the end of the driveway, facing the bigger empty house, with our house in the distance. Suddenly, we saw some strange blue lights flashing in the big window of the big empty house.. Neither of us said anything, just stared.

Eventually, we went back to the house. Nothing as strange had happened since then, but we still moved out. Not because of what happened tho.

Jan told me a story tho, about the garage that was in between the bigger house, and ours. I guess bfore they built the garage, (before her parents moved in years and years prior) there was a huge tree they had to take out of the ground, and when they dug that up, they found a coffin or something along that lines burried by the tree.