The Ghost in my Room

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Wheat Ridge, CO
Source: Form Submission

So, my sister is 4 years older than me and we used to share a bedroom when we were younger. I have always been fascinated with ghost stories and such. My sister is very sensitive to those things, dreams, visions, feelings, and they are always right. She never told me these things happened until we moved out of that townhouse. We lived there for 13 years and I was 15 when we moved out. We used to have an evil spirit or entity in our room. For Easter one year she got a mama Panda bear and I got the baby one. We had a Polaroid camera and were goofing off so we put all our new stuffed animals against the wall and took a picture. When it came out, instead of the face of the mama Panda bear it was a much larger evil face. It freaked us out, but we never showed our mom. Also on that same day, the sky was blue and had white fluffy clouds so she took a picture of that from our bedroom window. When it came out the sky was dark and had black clouds. She kept those pictures, but when we moved out they were nowhere to be found......

When my brother moved out, I was 5 and she was 9, she got to keep the bigger room (the one we used to share) and I got stuck with the smaller one. She told me that the "thing" then moved to my room. I used to have nightmares alot and would end up in my mom's room in the middle of the night. Then she said a good spirit or something was in our house, which she thought was her dad. Nothing happened for awhile, then she was about 14 (and still had the bigger room) and we were recording songs in her room, on to a tape late one night and she had put the last tape under her leg (she was sitting cross-legged) and 5 minutes later went to get it, and it was gone. We looked EVERYWHERE for that tape, a couple weeks later it showed up under her bed. Things would disappear all the time, to show up later in a different part of the house.

My sister took a trip with our brother when she was 17 and came home with a Mandella for my room (it's an Indian thing, that's supposed to ward off evil spirits if you hang it by your door). We moved out of that townhouse soon after and only me and my mom moved into a small apartment. I hung the Mandella right inside my door. A couple weeks after we moved in my sister was over and she told me that there was a evil spirit in the hallway that liked my room but couldn't go in there because of the Mandella. I hated that apartment, but everywhere I move, I hang that Mandella inside my bedroom door.