The Mischevious Ghost

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Lakewood, my friends house
Source: Form Submission

My friend moved into this house with her 2 daughters. This house was HUGE, it had 3 bedrooms upstairs. On the main floor was the living room, kitchen dining room and off the kitchen was a sun-room. Then down a few steps from the living room was a half floor with a 1/2 bath and a study so to say, then the dreaded basement, it was just a very large L shaped room, the previous owners built a dark room (for developing film) where the water heater was, so it was in like a closet. I hated that basement, it just felt eerie. If the light was left on you had to go halfway into the room to turn it off, then I would run up those stairs cause it felt like something would grab you.

The first night they were there (the bedrooms have hard-wood floors) she heard someone walk across the room to the bathroom. She always heard people talking downstairs when everyone was asleep. The corner bedroom above the garage was freezing all the time, our friend spent the night and slept in there, in the middle of the night he ended up on the couch because he couldn't stand it in there, he said something was not right in there. Her dog always barked at nothing and would refuse to go downstairs.

My occurrence happened in the first bedroom upstairs, they had a water bed in there and I always slept in there when the girls where gone. I had been asleep for awhile, when I woke up to my feet and legs just freezing, it was winter, the windows where closed and the heater on the water bed was on. It felt like I kicked off the covers. I was asleep on my side, I looked down and kinda moved the blankets but they were still on my legs. Then I saw what I can only describe as a white hazey mist at the bottom of the bed, I was so exhausted and terrified I couldn't scream, I just curled into a ball and prayed that it would go away. The next morning I told my friend, but we didn't tell her daughter.

About a week later, her daughter woke her up hysterical, she was in the dreaded basement, had fallen asleep and was woken up by the feeling of cold on her legs and opened her eyes to something like a reddish haze, that was holding her down, she couldn't scream and it finally let her go, she made it up 3 flights of stairs in record time. She would not go back to sleep downstairs. It happened to her again in the room I slept in.

Another time, I was in the same bedroom as before. I stayed over on a Friday night and had to get up early the next morning. Her daughter had found an old toy of hers, it was called "Jibber Jabber" it was a monkey that made this noise when you pushed his tummy, she put batteries in it and it still worked. Well, it got thrown in the closet because the wiring was messed up and would make that noise at random. Well, I didn't have my alarm so I was thinking to myself that I had to get up at 6 and I hoped I didn't sleep too deeply. Well, at 6 sharp the next morning that Jibber Jabber went off and woke me up, scared the @#$% out of me! I got up and went to the closet to shut it up cause it kept going and there were no batteries in it! We threw that thing away.

This spirit would never bother the men in the house, just the women. It took things, and we never found them again. My friend, right before she moved had lots more happenings. She was asleep on the couch and something ran up her arm, and she couldn't turn around because she was afraid of what she might see. The overall feel of this house was strange, I would watch their dog when they went out of town and I hated it. Since she moved nothing else has happened.