08-12-2020, 02:43 AM
Haha I have some ghost stories.
At an old house where my mom, my dad, and my sister (this was way before I was born) lived at apparently there was an old lady spirit. My mom had a dining table that she liked to be in the middle of the room. However, the table would be moved to be pushed against the wall in front of a window. Everytime my mom would move it eventually it would just move back.
When I was like 13 to 14ish we all used to live in this trailer. Come to find out, after some things that I'll get into soon happened, two brothers used to live there. They both committed suicide in the trailer.
Now, one day, the house was completely empty. My mom and dad were out paying bills and me and my sister were at school. My mom distinctly remembers folding a large blanket in the hallway and leaving it there. They come back and find the whole blanket dragged down the hallway and shoved under my sisters bedroom door. My mom was suspicious but she gathers it up and puts it where it was before. They leave again, come back, and the same thing. Blanket stuffed under door.
Another time, a little while after my grandma (my mom's mom) died my mom started smelling cologne. Men's cologne. It didn't feel like a bad feeling but my mom took it as one of the brothers was there trying to make her feel better from her loss.
At the same trailer I was playing hide and seek with someone, probably my sister, and I was hiding in my mom's closet. I got a weird feeling of being stared at, since it was dark in there, so I turned on the light. I saw a man's face. I distinctly remember him having red hair and a long beard and wearing a plaid (maybe blue?) shirt. I booked it out of that closet so fast haha.
At an old house where my mom, my dad, and my sister (this was way before I was born) lived at apparently there was an old lady spirit. My mom had a dining table that she liked to be in the middle of the room. However, the table would be moved to be pushed against the wall in front of a window. Everytime my mom would move it eventually it would just move back.
When I was like 13 to 14ish we all used to live in this trailer. Come to find out, after some things that I'll get into soon happened, two brothers used to live there. They both committed suicide in the trailer.
Now, one day, the house was completely empty. My mom and dad were out paying bills and me and my sister were at school. My mom distinctly remembers folding a large blanket in the hallway and leaving it there. They come back and find the whole blanket dragged down the hallway and shoved under my sisters bedroom door. My mom was suspicious but she gathers it up and puts it where it was before. They leave again, come back, and the same thing. Blanket stuffed under door.
Another time, a little while after my grandma (my mom's mom) died my mom started smelling cologne. Men's cologne. It didn't feel like a bad feeling but my mom took it as one of the brothers was there trying to make her feel better from her loss.
At the same trailer I was playing hide and seek with someone, probably my sister, and I was hiding in my mom's closet. I got a weird feeling of being stared at, since it was dark in there, so I turned on the light. I saw a man's face. I distinctly remember him having red hair and a long beard and wearing a plaid (maybe blue?) shirt. I booked it out of that closet so fast haha.
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