My Ghost Stories

I grew up in a home that was not haunted, well it wasn’t when we moved it. It is also no longer haunted either. Now if I confused you, I’ll explain as I go.

Now first let me explain the house so you can better understand the layout. When you walked in the front door to your left was the living room and to the right was a closet and behind that was my room (That was a den that was used as my bedroom due to unforeseen circumstance). Making from the front door 20 feet to the kitchen and from my bedroom 10 feet to the kitchen. The stairs to upstairs was to the right in between my room and the kitchen. There was a dinning room to the left of the kitchen that had Patio doors and to the right of the kitchen was a family room with Patio doors as well. All of this is imoprtant in the end.

This house had almost none done to it when they bought it. We were the third owners but it was only 2 years old. So this first story we had one deck bult out to the patio doors in the family room and above ground pool.

I need to start this with in the summer of 2000 one of my sisters killed herself. I want it to be said if you ever feel this please reach out to someone. No one will be happier with you gone. So she had a son and he came to live with my parents.

Me and my nephew were playing in the pool laughing and having fun. We had a window or the patio doors opened and we could hear clear as day someon opening and closing the kitchen cabients. Now I was 13 and my nephew was 6. We both were now scared someone came into our house (We never locked the front door). After much time I got the courage to head inside, no one was there. Everything was where it belonged. Now I probably write this off if what happened next didn’t.

A while later I was on the deck, on the phone when I look over at the Patio doors for the dinning room. There was my sister standing there stairing at me. I freak the hell out. I don’t a 100% remember what I did but I got in the house and no one was there. I saw her one more time the same way a few months later. This time waving for me to come to her.

I found out later her ashes were in the dinning room, right next to that door. I did not know that at the time and I never felt coftable being in the dinning room. Though my room easly could see into the dinning room, I refused to look. I never saw her again but I felt her a few more time. My eldest sister saw her a few times but those are not my stories to tell. Please undstand my sister was not and is not tied to that house, she is tied to my nephew and our family.

The next ghost I saw was when I was 15. I had been talking to my boyfriend at the time about ghosts. So I get that could be my mind playing tricks with me. I went to go use the washroom and the second I touched that door knob I had a flash of a man.

He was hanging from his neck, his eyes were empty. He had died sometime resently. I refused to leave my room and he wouldn’t leave. He was hovering around me till I told him “It’s okay, youa re okay.” It seemed to help him leave me alone.

After this I sealed my room with my will. Did I know I did that? No. Am I happpy I did? Yes! Cause the last one is the one that makes me shake in fear. You might be asking how a random guy got in, cause I didn’t know him. This home had not Threashold to seal it. When you walk into a house and it feels like a home, that’s a threashold, we didn’t have it. I don’t know why. I have theories but I’ll never know why.

This last one scares me badly to this day and I can’t explain why. I was in my late teens, I think 17 when it happened.

One night I was in my room on my bed with my cat Samy. I was watching tv as a heard foot steps. I felt confused because everyone else was upstairs asleep. My cat got to the edge of the bed and stared at the door as the footsteps that I now recognized as high heels moved from my bedroom to the kitchen and then back. Always stopping at my doorway. It would stand there for a moment then pace yet again.

A feeling of fear hit me. My cat never stopped looking at the door as these steps kept it for a pacing for about an hour.

The next night I had pushed them out of my mind till late at night again I heard footsteps. This time their was two sets. Dress shoes and high heels. Again my first thought was my parents but they were upstairs asleep and so was everyone else.

My cat looked at this door and pet her as I did the same. A feeling of fear hitting me again and this though of "If you go out of your room it will not end well."

About an hour till they stopped and I asked my parents if they had been up or heard anything that last two nights and just got a confused look and a no.

After that night I cut off my abilty since it had scared me so bad. I can feel some ghost but I can’t really see them anymore. My eldest sister believes in ghost but the rest of my family really doesn’t. It made it hard to deal with these things.

If anyone knows what those footsteps could have been, please tell me. I love to hear theories or ideas. Mine is demons or shadow people but I have no clue. Thank you so much for listening to these stories.