It was the first day in my new house, I was uncomfortable from the start because the house I moved into was 137 (about) ys. old. The rooms were plain and ugly the paint was a yellowish 70's color that made you want to just puke. The first day my brother and sister and I were caught telling each other what we felt about the new house of ours. Later that night I couldn't fall asleep, I didn't witness anything yet but I had this disturbing feeling going through my body that kept me up. After I was almost positive everybody in my family was sleeping all of the sudden I could hear voices of old people that sounded to be having a get together or a party of some sort. At the time I really didn't care what it was I just wanted it to go away. Little by little the noise got louder and louder until it sounded like the people were in the next room. I was concentrating so hard and trying to not believe what I was hearing that I almost fell asleep. Suddenly I herd something something heading into my room. Out of the blue the hair on my arm stood up so high that I could have passed out! It sounded like when your parents walk up to your rooom to see if you are sleeping and you fake it and they walk away but this time what ever it was or who it was didn't walk away, it sounded as if the so called ghost was walking up to my bed. At this point in time I was scared out of my whitts. I was clentching my teeth to my blanket and I was shaking all over. I thought to my self then that the ghost if that is what it was new I was still awake and that I heard them in the other room. The scarriest part was to come next. The so called ghost pushed on my bed enough to make the bed squeek. Then I shouted out loud. The shout was of an adrenalin rush that had just burst through my veins and out of my mouth. Finally the sound rushed out of the room with quick stomps on the floor. Then I heard the foot steps enter my room for th! e next couple of nights but they soon left. Then a while passed and I had allready started school, I was up in my room alone while my music blasted really loud. Then as one of the songs came to an end a thought was forced into my head, the thought was that what would happen if I heard the footsteps again when the song ended and sure enough I did but even more! I then heard the foot steps come into my room but then the sound went to my twin brothers bed on the other side of the room. The bed sank down and I heard it squeek!! I was terrified and I wanted tojust die and not be in this position! Suddenly the music came back on and I figured I would just close my eyes and wait for the tension to leave me. But it didn't so I just left my music on my lights on and I built up the guts to jump up and leave the room. I ran down the steps to the lower part of my house where my family was. Then my mom was yelling at me for running down the steps so fast and then I realized I had ! rock gars goose bumps right behind my ears and I new what I just witnessed was real. Know when people come to sleep over I can almost predict what each and every one of them are going to say when they wake up, which they do, THAT LAST NIGHT THEY COULDN'T GET ASLEEP BECAUSE THEY HEARD FOOTSTEPS IN THE ROOM AND IN THE HALL WAYS ALL NIGHT LONG...!!! How it changed my life:This made me be calmer in tight situations and when readind or speaking in front of large groups of people because I allways remember my most nervous hard time was my first few nights at my new house and that nothing can match the intensity that this experence brought to me.
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