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August 2006 - Page 20
Garbage Cans and Rolling Pins
by Lawrence K.
Back when I was in my sophomore year in high school in the mid-80s I can recall one night that still mystifies me to this day. We lived in a townhouse and my parents had gone out for the night and my sister and I were all alone in the house. I had just been sitting there watching TV all alone when I heard a sound like something rolling around on the kitchen floor behind me. It sounded like a stone wheel or something and quite heavy. I remember going there flicking on the light and there up against the dishwasher was a dough roller or rolling pin, the kind you flatten out pie crusts with. So I thought it was odd and began putting it away when I heard a voice begin to mumble right behind me. I quickly turned around and I could definitely feel a presence there watching; it was unmistakable. I tried to pay it no mind and then I heard a couple more mumbled syllables. I was freaked out and just got the hell out of the kitchen as then a heard a kitchen drawer open with the clink of silverware and the slide shut without a bang.
I was so freaked out I ran upstairs to where my older sister's room was and she had some friends over. I knocked and went in or they invited me in; I can't remember which. But when I opened the door, she and another friend were sitting there with the Ouija board between them and their hands on the planchette. They asked me to stay and that they supposedly had an evil spirit on there who claimed he beat to death his own wife and then took his own life. I began to tell them about what was happening downstairs and they said that they were just asking this presence for a sign it was here. I told them to put the board away and they agreed and we agreed not to play with it anymore. And they were doing Hail Marys in the room and trying to clean it of its negativity.
The house seemed calm for a while afterward until my sister's friend went to go to the bathroom. She came out freaked and said there was a definite presence in there like watching her go to the bathroom. My sister and I went to investigate and strangely could feel it too like eyes watching the situation and them it was gone.
My mother and father came home as the the three of us were watching TV and still talking. My father came in and went upstairs to his room and my mother was sort of hanging out with us. We didn't dare tell them about what happened being that we are devout Catholics generationally. My mother went off to the bathroom down the hall and then we kept hearing her from inside there saying, "In one minute - one minute!!" getting quite angry. She came out with a swing at the door and looked out in the hallway. Then came out and over to where we were. "Were you kids trying to get in the bathroom while I was in there?" She said to which we all just looked at each other. I asked her what she meant and she said there was someone rapping at the door then began to jiggle at the knob. She could hear a man giggling from the other side of the door thinking it was me or something. We told her we'd been here the whole time and she was mystified.
Then my sister, being the big-mouth, started to tell her about the Ouija Board and my mother nearly had a fit. She ordered us to go get it and throw it out immediately. My sister and her friend went up to go get it from her bed and then brought it down. My father came back down inquiring about the "ruckus" and she told him she would not have "things of the devil" in her house as she proceeded to take it out to the garbage. Later on that night we had all gone to bed when my sister and her friend wanted me to stand guard outside while they went to the bathroom (a different bathroom upstairs) so I agreed slunk out of bed and went to stand outside the bathroom while they did their thing in there. I stood out in the semi darkened hallway as then they soon came out. I went back to my room and they went to theirs.
Then within 20 minutes they were at my door freaked out once again. They said that the garbage cans on the back porch under her window were rattling and being tossed around outside. I decided we'd go investigate and after a few minutes of me coaxing them we went down the stairs and flicked on the back porch light and slid open the glass doors. There were the two plastic garbage cans without any problem. Suddenly, one of them bumped and shook as I jumped out of my skin and the two of them screamed out. It was then being shaken angrily as we began to rush off in panic as I left the outside light on. As we ran passed the dining room the brass chandelier over the dining room began swinging back and forth as we hightailed it upstairs and right into my room. We in sheer panic-mode sat there for a few minutes scared out of our minds chattering away as I looked over to my mirror and there in greasy looking smears were the words: "Lets run."
We eventually calmed down as I went to go get their blankets from my sister's room carefully. I came back and they set up camp on my floor still frightened. We went to sleep around three am still scared and chattering away. Nothing ever happened since then but I will not forget that weird night, that was way too much. But there was one weird thing that went on after that is quite strange is that in some parts of the house new light bulbs will burn out or pop in a flash for no reason. We moved from there at the start of my junior year. My sister to this day still turns white discussing what happened.
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