The Ghost Diaries

INCIDENTS/2

Once again these are incidents I cannot remember the dates of. It's supprisingly hard to remember these incidents, you’d think they’d be burnt into your memory like a brand, being as horrific as they are, but the exact memories slip away so easily. That’s why its lucky that we wrote it all down in the notebook. 

THE CONVERSATION

I do not recall the date, day of month for this.

I can say that this is the biggest thing that has happened to me, and by far the worst.

I told my friend Alex about ‘ken’ he told me to leave it a note. At first I was like ‘no way!’ but then he convinced me, I mean what harm could it do? So I wore something as non-threatning as I could. ‘Hello, Who is this?” on a plain A4 piece of white paper. I left this with a pen outside the attic door, after reading it out aloud,  hoping for a reply but that the same time dreading one as a confirmation that something was there.  I went to sleep and in the morning went out to retrieve the untouched note and pen.

I put them on my bedside table and then the whole family went out for the day. Once we were back I was in my room when I suddenly realised that something was missing. And yes, it was the note and the pen.

I checked the bin and the floor and anywhere else I could have put them without thinking. But it was really gone. I went down stairs and completely forgot about it, I didn’t even tell scarlet. 

But later I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, the note and ‘ken’ the very last things on my mind. Suddenly there was this slight hiss noice, I could describe it a breath, or a breeze or static but it was really a soft mix of all 3. I really don’t know what else to compare it to so lets just call it static. It came from the side of the window where the window was, and I slowly turned my head to stare. Then this mans voice, a deep weird voice as if it had been put through a disorientating effect, whispered ‘Hello’.

Now I know that’s not exactly a threatening thing to say, but something had just spoken to me! I stood there completely paralyzed, toothbrush hanging from my mouth, just listening, frozen. About 2 seconds later I snapped out of it and ran into my bedroom. I ran straight past Scarlet I don’t know why I didn’t say anything to her.

But I didn’t.

It was about 11:30, as I leapt onto my bed and sat rigid, hugging my duvet around me. Suddenly the same static, whispery hiss started, it was coming from behind the door the the attic hallway, at first I thought it was from my CD player but it was off. I wanted to get scarlet but I just couldn’t I had this feeling that’s hard to explain, like it didn’t want me too, like something was stopping me and something bad would happen if I did. This time the voice, was louder, deeper and gruff, but didn’t sound angry or threatening as it said;

“ This is d….” then suddenly cut off as the static faded. I knew it had been the start of a name, I just knew. A long name that began with 'de' or 'da'. Not a short one. Something like Demetrius or Damien.

I couldn’t even say anything and so, weirdly, I just lay down, switched out the lights and fell straight to sleep.

I didn’t even tell scarlet the next day, I didn’t even think about it. I couldn’t. it had actually acknowelaged me and communicated with me. And somehow scarlet hadn’t heard it, even though she’d been awake.

I eventually brought it up with Hannah and Scarlet after about a week, maybe more. Scarlet was understandably angry that I hadn’t even told her I was doing it, let alone I hadn’t told her it had spoken to me. It was then scarlet and Hannah who said;

“ That’s weird, you’ve had a conversation with it now.”

“ Well I didn’t really,” I replied. “ It just spoke to me.”

“ No. It replied to the note.” They said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

And it had.

I left a note saying ‘hello, who is this?’ and I got a reply saying ‘ hello, this is….’

If that isn’t traumatising I don’t know what is.

Since that many of the people I have told tell me to leave another note. I’m not brave enough to do that.

Scarlet was still annoyed and we have made a promise to never do anything like that without involving the other, and telling each other immediately if something happens. We decided to film and take pictures and record sounds and take people up with us as much as we can so that when anything else happens we are left with proof, not just the stories.

We have been planning it all out with Hannah, how we can investigate, react sensibly, look for alternate reasons and stay safe throughout.

We have come to a possible conclusion about ‘ken’

Stuff always happens just after or during sleepovers. So we are thinking ‘ken’ doesn’t like the visitors and strangers. He doesn’t act as much as he used to when its just us, because he’s used to us now! Doesn’t that make sense? If the plumbers woke him up, smashing a hole through that wall I can see why there could be some hostile feelings towards the new people in ‘his house’ ( ? )

9th SEPTEMBER 2012

This is what scarlet experienced as Hannah was packing. This is in her words, its what she wrote in the notebook.

“Hannah went home today, but when she was packing up I sat in Daisy’s chair. They were talking when I suddenly heard the sound of a latch open” … ( all of the doors around our rooms and the attic have the old latch door handles.) …”I stepped into my doorway.i could hear slow footstepsworking down the hallway towards my bedroom door, then stopped. I turned to go back into daisy’s room and there was a slam. I hurried back and looked downboth hallways – nothing”

 FOOTRINT/1

We were redecorating scarlets room, and we moved the book shelf that has been against the same wall since we first moved in. Behind it was a weird red, bare footprint, with weirdly pointed toes. It was in some weird red dust, like brick dust?

FOOTPRINT/2

I was downstairs and walked out of the room I was in to see wet footprints in fornt of me. Bare feet. They started right infront of the doorway, and as I looked up they led the whole way up the hallway. I followed them edgily, as they turned to damp patches up the carpeted stairs and down the long, main hallway, they continued right into the center of scarlets room then abruptly ended. I went and got scarlet and showed her, we took some photos, but they don’t show up very well in the dim light.

They dried quickly.

BLOOD/1

I picked up my pillow one day to see a big red blob of dry blood, in almost a perfect circle under my pillow, soaked through the sheets. I did take a photo of it.

BLOOD/2

Scarlet discovered a weird little smudge of blood on her ceiling, her ceiling is tall so noone in the family can just reach up and touch it, but she got a stool and took a photo of it.