Joey And The Family
I sat there listening to the EVP recordings. The results were absolutely incredible. The most interesting parts were when I got to the part where I let the spirit talk. This is what I got.
Me:"What does that door lead to?
Spirit:"cave"
Me:"what is your name?"
Spirit: "Edward "
Me:"when did you die?"
Edward:"1823"
Me:"why did you die?"
Edward:"Joey "
Me:" Are there more of you?"
Edward:"yes"
Me:" Are you having trouble passing?"
Edward:"yes"
Me:" Do you want to pass?"
Edward:"yes"
Me:" Do you trust me?"
Edward: -no response -
Me:" Can I help you?"
Edward: -no response-Once again I got out my notes. 'It was Edward. He died in 1823 because of someone named Joey. There are more entities.' Nana was still sleeping. Must be hard for an old woman like her. I wrote some notes down about other thing like the time of the answers and the feeling of the atmosphere. I put it all back in my case and slid it under the bed. I knew I had to explore the other rooms. My stomach flipped at the thought of it. If I was caught I would be dead meat for sure.
I got on my app on my iPad for the camera in our room and looked at what it got. Nothing much, just me crawling on the floor. I started to do some research about the house. And I found out ALOT. The place was built in the 1800's by the Grayson family. It had 2 floors and 11 bedrooms with 3 bathrooms. 1 kitchen and 1 Living room. There was a boy named Drew that lived here with his sister Abby. Their moms name was Anne and the fathers name was Edward. They opened their home to people traveling in 1814. A man named Joey Mayest came along and stayed at their home for a few weeks. Anne became charmed with his looks and fell for him.
Edward found Anne with Joey in bed. Joey then panicked and shot Anne in front of Edward. Edward ran for his kids but Joey had bet him to it. They were in the tub at the bottom laying lifeless under water. Edward then took matters in his own hands and stabbed Joey to death. Edward could not live with the pain of what he done and saw so he hung himself in 1823.
It really was too much to handle. Too much to take on. There was black and white pictures of the family. They were so happy. How could this happen to them. I got chills. The whole story was enough to make anyone go crazy. Just as I was taking notes of what I read my iPad started sending me alerts that something was on with the camera. I quickly grabbed it and looked.
There was a small figure standing right next to nana. I was so shocked. I was paralyzed. It took me a few seconds but I got up and asked if it was Edward. There was nothing. I said " tap once for yes. Twice for no. It this Edward ?" Two taps. Just as I thought. I was too small. "Is this Abby ?" One tap. I had to admit I was a little scared. I slowly got up. "Abby, I'm Gretchen. I spoke with your father Edward. Are you ok?" Two taps. I didn't know what to do. I got on my knees and started talking. "Please let me be able to see. Please let me open my eyes" I got up and looked at the camera screen. Abby was beside me. I looked over. I saw her.
She had short blond hair with a blue dress. She had a blank look on her face. Very pale. "What's wrong.?" I asked. She looked at me and said "Joey ". It was the saddest sound of a voice I ever heard. I knew Joey was close and had got this girl again. But she came to me. Why me? "What did Joey do" I asked. She just moved above the ground so silently to the bathroom And vanished. I followed her and went into the hallway. I saw her at the end peeking around at me. The hair on my whole body stood straight up but I followed her.
She led me to a room upstairs that was also empty. I walked around. "Mine" she said. I looked around. It looked like it never been touched. "Is this your room" I asked. She nodded and moved away. I walked around and examined. There was no bathroom in her room. It least not that I could see. When I turned around she was gone. I was alone. Or maybe not.
I went over to her bed and looked around. There was a hollow spot near the wall. I looked closer and saw that there was another door!! 'Does this lead me in a cave?' I thought. I heard a tap. It took me a minute to understand. Anne was still here and she was also telepathic, which most ghosts are. She was telling me it did. It must have took lots of energy to talk and appear. She is such a small child I am amazed she did it."Abby I am going to have to come back and open this. I can't do it right now. I will have to go back to my room. But I will be back" I said getting up. I waited for a response but got none. I left and went back to my room. What the crap was going on? I only had a week to stay here and I have a paranormal case. The one question that kept on popping up in my head was 'did Bernie know about this?' Suddenly there was one tap. I did jump a little at hearing it. My heart was pounding. Abby. She followed me. And Bernie did know. What was going on in this place.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
Hey. I hope you all are enjoying this so far. I know this chapter was a little confusing but I promise you some seriously crazy stuff is about to go down. I can't believe this has a little over 30 reads! AWESOME!! Anyway remember to vote and comment what needs to be changed or what you like about it. And follow. Don't worry next chapter will be up soon. Xoxoxo 💖👻🎥🔮📹📱

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