One realy messed up story   Author: 492  Category:(Ghosts) Created:(9/23/1999 4:15:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (4339 times) One evening I was staying at my parents house in Grenora ND, and I was out with some friends, and they where all talking about the Blair Witch Project, a movie recently apointed to the silver screen. Well we where all standing about at the school and one of my friends says that he knows where this haunted house is so we drive out to this old run down house and it was stupid and boring so we left, we got back to town about 11:45 or so. I went strait home and went to bed. At about 1:00 I suddenly woke up, I had this weird feeling about me, almost as if someone was watching me, the room was fairly light because of the numerous electronical equipment in the room, stuff like the flashing 12:00 on the VCR and alarmclocks, we also had two fans running in the room, I mention this know because it is a key item later. Well, siting there in the dark kind of spooked I started getting this weird feeling in my throut, so I tried to hack it out but nothing came, after about three minutes of this, my sister who happened to be sleeping in the bed above the one asigned to me this evening says something that I can't actualy remeber, but it was realy odd sounding like a different language but my sister was saying it and I know my sister knows no other languages, And what makes this even more freaky, the same time she says this a slate tablet and peice of chalk are handed to me, I didn't know where they came from but they where there and I had a feeling that my sister wanted me to write something on the tabet with the chalk so I did I wrote, "What the F*ck was that wierd jibberish you are talking, that isn't like you." and the exact second I finished writeing, I was pushed down into the bed, so I couldn't move, and all the electrical apliances turned off, this would include, my stereo, two fans, a VCR, and an Alarmclock, also the door slamed very violently, I was so scared I couldn't speak, I tried to call out for help but I couldn't, then all was silent, and the room was pitch black, I couldn't see anything, or hear anything. Then out of know where the tablet and chalk were striped from me and for about what seemed to be three hours I heard the sound of chalk writeing on every surface in the room, the whole time there was this liquid dripping on the back of my head. Then after the what seemed to be an eternity of tourture, it all stoped and all the electrical equipment came back on, I was so scared that I stayed up all night till light and then went to sleep. Now I thought this was just a dream, untill my sister complained to me about haveing to wash my chalk drawings off the wall, then I freaked. You see my sister and I have been noticing little things that go on in her room since they moved there like the TV turning itself on or the doors violently opening and shuting by themselves, stuff like that, and if you look out the window at night, sometimes you can make out the shapes of two or three little men sitting in the trees out side watching us. Well I also talked to the people that lived there before us and asked them if anything odd ever happened to them there and before I told them my experiance they told me about when they were cleaning out the upstairs room,the very room I was staying in, that when they moved some boxes out of the corner on the wall was writen "wrong move" Well I got over this experiance, and then on a return visit about two months later I was takeing my possetions out of my sisters room and I took down several posters and then on the third one I removed it and on the wall writen in chalk was "And You Thought It Was OVer!!!" This freaked me out to the point where I won't even stay in the house anymore. How it changed my life: Well it hasn't really changed my life, except that now everywhere I stay I make sure that there is some lights on and some means of escape when I go to sleep, I really feel my life was being threatened and I don't know what to do. If you have any comments you can get e mail me at scavenger_type@hotmail.com You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author: 492 ( Click here ) Spring is coming