Christmas Horrors

Let me begin that I believe strongly in the paranormal. I always have since I was a little girl. But this story is not about my past experiences, it is about the most recent ones that only occur on Christmas.
It all started when I was about 12 years old. It has always been a thing for me to wake up between 1 and 3 A.M. every Christmas morning. So, like usual, I woke up very excited because it was Christmas. It was difficult for me to fall back asleep, so I laid there for a while when all of a sudden I hear a voice that sounded exactly like Santa which said “Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas!” and continued to replay as if it was a recording. It kept on occurring multiple times and wouldn’t stop. So I wanted to see where the source was coming from, so I got out of my bed and walked very slowly to the living room. Where my room was, you could just walk straight down the hallway to the living room. But then, when I reached a part of the hallway where you could see the living room, the recording stopped and it was completely quiet. I looked at the living room and nothing seemed out of place, just presents around the Christmas tree. I walked across the living room which was connected to my parent’s room and peeked in to see if they were awake, and they weren’t. This puzzled me so much, so I walked back to my room and feel to sleep. When I woke up again, I secretly asked my parents and brothers if they heard anything last night, and they said no. This alone would’ve freaked me out for the rest of my life, but that was not the end to these weird scenarios.
The following year it was Christmas once again and I was as excited as ever. So I went to sleep, not thinking about the previous year, and once again woke up between 1 to 3 A.M. I was in my bed not being able to fall asleep and decided to walk out to the living room to see everything. The hallway is also connected to my older brothers room, so I looked to see if he was awake and he wasn’t. So, I walked out and it was all lit up and beautiful, and I could see that my parents were asleep in their room, which would play a role later on. I went back to my room and tried to fall asleep. All of a sudden, I hear these heavy footsteps walking the path to my room. I turned to face my door when my door opens. But I saw no hand or anything push or turn on the door to open it. My dogs were in my room at that time, and whoever was there called for my dogs and left. At first, I thought it was my dad, so I was so nervous to leave my room because I thought I was gonna get in trouble. So I went back to sleep and decided to ask him about it in the morning. After all the festivities, I asked my dad if he took the dogs from my room, but he said no. Then I asked my mom, and she said they were just there when she woke up. My brothers again said they didn’t take the dogs. Now, I was completely freaked and didn’t know what just happened. Now I thought this wouldn’t happen again, but to my surprise, the following year, again something occurred, but this time it wasn’t me, but my little brother.
This was the most recent Christmas, and my brother was 12 and I was 14. I had just moved into my older brother’s room since he went off to college, and my little brother took my room. Both my older brother and I slept in my room. Now, this time I was expecting something to happen, but when I woke up early Christmas morning, nothing was out of the ordinary. So I went back to sleep and woke up for regular Christmas morning. My younger brother told me something that startled me, he asked if he heard something around 4 A.M. I answered no, and he said it sounded like a recording of an elf saying “present” over and over again getting louder and louder. He got scared and did what any kid would, and placed a pillow over his head to stop it, and he said it did.
This is was absolutely crazy and made no sense that it all occurred year after year. Now that Christmas is approaching, I wonder, “Will this be the year we have a peaceful Christmas morning, or will these terrors continue to stump our family?”

Hellish vampiric creature

This all happened around a month ago, in December of 2017. A while ago I posted about my encounter with a strange pale creature in the woods behind my mom’s house. I had prayed i would never see this creature again, but I have and I am begining to belive my initial belief that it was a rake-like creature was dead wrong.

It was early December and I was staying at my mom’s for awhile. It was about 10 pm when I decided to go to the gas station a few blocks away. There is a small forest behind my mother’s house, and I decided to cut through the path in the woods that would make the trip much quicker.

The whole time I was walking, I felt like I was being watched. The woods were dead silent, the only noise being my feet crunching the leaves. Apart from the uneasy feeling, I got to the gas station alright. I bought a six pack of beer and trecked back through the woods.

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Almost kidnapped on Christmas

I always ignored the stories I was told because in my mind that’s what they were.They were just stories, nothing would ever happen to me. I was wrong, so wrong. I was an experienced hitchhiker by the time I was fifteen.

Of course, I had the occasional run in with weirdos, but my experiences were nothing compared to the tales I was told.

That was until the day that changed my mindset forever. It was Christmas Eve and I had spent the day with my best friend at her house in the next town over. Since she lives a fair distance away, I usually take the bus home.

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The Ghost Car of 12-25

It was December, 25th. Most people call this day Christmas, all about Jesus Christ’s birth, and I think it’s sort of creepy.

My story begins when we finished watching Star Wars: Rogue One, and we went to eat. I was 11 years of age. We were sitting in a booth with my family, me closest to the window. I was eating fast, as I always do.

Once we finally finished eating, we scrunched up in the car. We took the road leading to my house. It all of a sudden got foggy, and the driver turned on the car’s fog lights. We were laughing and singing Christmas songs. We all grew silent and pale as it got very cold, but we thought it was normal since around that time it was winter.

We kept traveling, silent. We were watching out of the front window, bored. We saw a car in the horizon, but as their fog lights came closer, we could make out an image with a Buggie Car in front of us.

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