Damn this is a great thread. But I'll tell you guys one of my freakiest and scariest moment in my life.
Okay I think I was 15 at the time or 16. But yeah, ever since I was little I was always afraid of sleeping in my bed due to it being connected to the basement and currently I believe its haunted. I always heard noises; for example, knocks, sobbing, or clawing. So I didn't sleep in my room until I was 10. Once my mom put holy water in my room and the basement of course. The following 5 years I slept great. But for some odd reason it came back once I had an experience at the basement. I workout in the basement doing weights. When I went downstairs, I turned on the lamps(three) that are downstairs. Once I reached the last one and turned it on; the first lamp turned off follow by the second. It was pitch black except for the area I was in. I was like okay, so I decided to run back upstairs to grab some lightbulbs. When I returned they were back on. I was a little freaked out. I decide to forget what happen and just do my workout. I'm benchpressing and once I benched about 12, all three lights turned off. I was **** scared now. I pushed away the weights but for some odd reason I couldn't lift it up as if some how it became heavier. I tried but I couldn't until I began to choke. I started to hear small footsteps coming towards my legs but out of nowhere they stopped as my dad ran towards me from my head as he picked them up. Once I began to breath again I notice the lights were back on. I was shocked. Again I told my mom to holy water the basement. It went away.
2 years later, the voices came back but this time by my room. This happened one week straight. I began to have awful dreams of some kid and woke up by 3 or 4 A.M. When I did I was all sweaty and wanted to drink. I try to fall asleep but I kept hearing noises of someone crying and knocking on my door. I look at my door and nobody is there as I leave it open. I still hear knocking and clawing so I start to think of my door connected to the basement. I opened it and when I look down, I get the cold shiver as I see some kid looking at me calling me with some green eyes smiling. I **** close my door as it begins to climb the stairs. I grab the god damn holy water and spray it as it soon goes away once I check again.
It been 3 months since I haven't seen the kid again but for some wried reason I have a feeling that little kid isn't going to leave me anytime soon. I have a feeling that one of my doll that my aunt(bought at mexico) gave me as a child brought that spirit. But yeah thats **** that is currently happening to me.
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