Short horror stories (THRILLER, PARANORMAL, HORROR)

Granny's Ghost

When I was around 20, my closest friend moved out of his parents’ house and moved into his grandparents’ house (they had both passed away several years earlier). After living there for about a year or so, he needed a roommate to help pay bills so I decided to move in with him. Now, he always told me about strange things happening, but I never thought anything of it and didn’t really believe in ghosts.

A few days after moving in, I was up one night watching TV. I was alone in the house as my roommate worked the night shift. After watching TV for an hour or so, I got up to use the bathroom.  I heard a thump on the bathroom door. I didn’t think too much of it, but a few seconds later I felt a slight tug at my pants. I thought it was strange but still didn’t worry and went back to the couch to watch the football game.

This is kind of hard to explain, but I was sitting in a recliner and behind me was the hallway that led to the bedrooms, bathrooms, etc. The couch was across from where I was sitting, and my roommate’s dog was laying on it. Well, out of nowhere I felt weird, as if something was watching me from behind. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and the dog got up on his legs, stared at something behind me and growled. I’d never heard the dog growl before, he would barely even bark.

When the dog started doing that I got really scared. I refused to turn around to see what was behind me. After he stopped growling, I finally turned around but didn’t see anything. I shook it off and just kept watching TV but was still a little freaked. About an hour or so later, I decided to go to bed. Despite what had happened earlier, I fell asleep with no problem.

Two hours later, I suddenly woke to what sounded like someone taking their hand and hitting on the ground as hard as they could, right next to my face. I’d been there for only a few days at this point, so I didn’t have my bed yet and was sleeping on an air mattress which was about a foot or so above the ground. When I heard the first slap, I thought it was a sound in my dream. Thirty seconds later, I heard another slap. This one was loud and right next to my face. As I was laying there wondering what the eff to do, a THIRD slap hit the ground right next to my face and this one was really loud. In fear, I jumped up and ran for the light. When I turned it on, I didn’t see ANYTHING. Now, I was scared shitless, but I didn’t want this ‘thing’ to know I was scared. I turned the light back off and just laid there, waiting, but nothing else happened, and I eventually went back to sleep.

I never told my friend what happened that night. I continued to live in the house for about a year, but nothing else ‘serious’ ever happened to me there. It was almost like the ghost had wanted to test me. I eventually moved out and got my own apartment.

After I left, I told my friend everything, and get this, his grandma had DIED of a heart attack in the room I’d been living in. Pretty scary. He said he didn’t want to tell me earlier because he thought I wouldn’t move in.

He has had a few roommates since I moved out, and they all have their own stories. One guy that lived there was Snapchatting with his girlfriend, and after he sent her a picture, she sent a message back asking, ‘WTF is that behind you? He looked at the picture he’d sent, and behind him was an old woman’s face. Yep, if I had seen that when I lived there I would have moved out. No doubt.