There was a thickness in the air, like the weight of the world was in the air. At the same time, it was surprisingly calm and peaceful. The dark house, despite its age, didn’t make a sound. I was alone and awake in my new room. I studied the room, how different it looked at night. I saw shadows occasionally dancing around the room and by my door. Something caught my attention... I faint noise coming from near my door. I glanced up to see a white figure staring back at me. Frightened, I got under my covers; I peeked out a minute later to study the spirit more closely. Black voids studied me back. The white mist appeared to be a girl and around the age of 10. We sat there, staring at each other for what felt like hours in the dark. I finally got scared and covered up my head to prevent myself from seeing her again. She always appeared on the top of my door, just hanging there, every night for as long as I can remember.
This was my second run in with the paranormal world, but I didnt know that it was an actual spirit.. My mom kept telling me that it was jsut my imagination and even went as far as to make a fake ghost spray that was supposed to get rid of it, sadly it didnt work.. Apon later investigation, I found that a girl’s name had been painted over right next to where I saw the girl. As far as I can remember she didn’t do anything, but she was always there, like she was waiting for me. There where two main ghosts in that house, I never saw the other one, but I got an intense feeling of fear when in my parent’s room.
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my paranormal stories
Non-FictionI've always seemed to be in tune with my surroundings, wether it be paranormal or the living. until recently, I never thought anything of it but now im writing out my stories trying to piece together the paranormal part of my life and see how my ab...
