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August 2002 – Page 17

There's Something in the House
by Buffabuff

We had just moved in to our house about a month ago when I started to get uneasy feelings about it. It was late June and extremely hot. I was sleeping up in the attic, which is my brother's rooms and air conditioned. I got a little too cold and decided to take my blankets and pillow downstairs. When I got to my room I thought it was too hot. So I went down to the living room and set up my bed on the love seat. I was almost asleep when I heard a whisper in my ear. It gradually got louder and louder. I finally jumped up figuring it was my little brother and his friend playing a trick on me or something. I ran to the light switch and nobody was there. I looked around, and thought that they couldn't have gotten to the stairs and ran up that fast. Plus, there really weren't that many places to hide, so I would have seen them. 

I got freaked out and decided that I would sleep in my room even though it was uncontrollably hot. I shut the door like always and tried to go to sleep. But I couldn't. I lay there for about two hours, then finally fell asleep. 

A week later, I was sitting on my bed. (The way it was set up you can see straight down the hallway.) My dad was in the computer room right down the hall, my mom was at work, my little brother was at his friend's house, and my older brother was out with his friends. I was drawing or writing and listening to the oldies station on my radio. Suddenly, I heard someone say my name in a loud whisper. I looked up figuring it was my dad. I walked down the hall to the computer room and asked him what he wanted. He said he didn't call me. Puzzled, I walked back to my bedroom and closed the door. 

I continued to feel uneasy about the house. Especially the computer room. One day I was in there playing video games and lay down on my back while the game was loading. I started to feel awkward, like someone was looking right in my eyes. I was creeped, so I turned the game off and left the room. 

It's been a little over a year now that we've lived in this house. Things were fine until the one day we were all out in the kitchen eating dinner. My mom was sitting at the end of the table by the dining room entrance talking and she stopped. She was like, "I could have sworn I just saw a man walk through that door." (Doorway, the actual door was open.) The rest of the family was just like, "Ha, yeah right. Whatever." We just kind of brushed it off like she imagined it. Then, just a few days ago I was walking out of the bathroom and I had glanced in my bedroom to check on my rabbits. As I turned my head out of my room, I caught a glimpse of a figure on my bed. I was thought it was my dad sitting there at first, but when I looked back in no one was there. However, there was an imprint as though somebody was. I just turned around and went downstairs feeling a little weirded out. I didn't get a good look at the guy on my bed, all I saw were his legs. I just remember seeing a light color of legs or pants. I didn't see a face or torso, just legs. And my mom never got a good look at the guy that walked through the doorway. I truly believe that this is not my imagination. Everyone in my family has experienced an unexplainable event in this house whether it be things disappearing, seeing figures for a split second, or just being watched.

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