This story is extremely creepy. Before I start, I want to say that I had the room that both of my cousins shared, and it will be important during the story. So, One time I was sleeping over at my aunt’s house over night, and I was in the living room. My uncle noticed that I was falling asleep, so I was told to go to bed. I went up to where I was supposed to be sleeping, and I had this uneasy feeling about the room. Now, keep in mind that when the light in the room is turned off, it is undeniably pitch black in it, like you can’t see anything. Anyway, I noticed that there was a bunch of cords everywhere on the floor and a table near the bed I was gonna sleep in. I mentally planned out how I was going to get to the bed and turned out the light. Then I turned it back on because something didn’t feel right about any of what was happening. So I did what I just said over again and still had this uneasy feeling. I did this continuously for probably about a minute or two. And I just didn’t want to be up there alone so I just went downstairs in the living room and slept on the couch, but the whole time I was upstairs, I felt like I was being watched. And at one point when I was up there, I turned and looked in my aunt’s bedroom which was across from where I was sleeping and I could make out what looked like a black silhouette with red glowing eyes standing in her room, and that’s when I decided not sleep up there and came downstairs.
Before this house, I didn’t believe in ghosts, after moving out, I haven’t seen another one. I am the first person to pick apart a video or a picture that is a hoax. That said, I have a story for you.
I was younger, about 10 years old, when I encountered the weird world of the paranormal. We’d just moved into a new home; it was the last house down on a dead end dirt road. The only other home on this street was our neighbor to the right.
He was an old man, could barely walk, and completely blind in one eye, and mostly blind in the other. I heard my parents mention he had daughters before but I never actually saw them. According to my parents, they were just waiting around for their dad to die. Pretty depressing, actually.