Scared shitless scary stories

John John

I would like to first off say that I'm moving away from this house. About 2 years ago my family moved into a house, the past owners weren't clean people. Lets just leave it at this, the house had to be completely remodeled. Anyway since I'm getting sidetracked, I need to get on with the story.

Apparently a past family ( Not the dirty ones ) flushed baby ligaments down the toilet. I guess they had an unexpected miscarriage. Now the latest people that we got the house from lost a child. He was a special educated child lets leave it at that. He went missing, and was found weeks later. He was not found alive.

The child's name was john john, they found his body in a river that comes from the Ohio River. So as you can see the house is creepy enough as is. When we moved in I knew about john john, however I didn't know of the baby. I found out weeks later after the move. That's when the creepy thing began to happen.

We would have strange things here and there occur, but the first major problem occurred in November of the year we moved in. I was up late texting a friend, when I saw what looked like a white figure. It was just sitting in my hallway. It just watched. I walked into the hallway and it appeared to be gone. I was scared out of my mind.

It's not everyday you have a white figure watch you when you're in bed. The next problem that still happens to the day is my brothers room, John Johns room. He doesn't have a nightlight or anything, but there's this blue object. It just sits near the ceiling, he doesn't even want to sleep in his room. Even I'm scared to walk in the hallway at night.

The final problem is the bathroom, of all places. On an occasion when I exit the shower I get a chill down my neck, as if I'm being watched. What happened an hour ago from when I began writing this is why I'm writing this. I stepped out of the shower like normal. I got the chill and looked around. Everything I looked at looked like a face. A child's face.

The child looked terrified. I was down right scared. I just stood there frozen what they watched me. I wasn't sure if this was real. I got dressed and ran. The faces, they're stuck in my head. It was just their expressions of fear and agony that scares me the most. What is happening to the children? I'm not sure what happened but I'm moving on Sunday the 26th. Someone is already buying the house. I wish them luck, but we aren't telling them. Everything seemed fine until we knew.

They're better off not knowing anyway. In all due respect I know the child is john john, and I feel terrible. What this boy went through, I can't explain. From the looks of it where ever he is now, it doesn't seem good. I don't know what he wants to tell me, but I would love to hear.