SnowyEyes

Hi everyone I just got want to say plz follow me if you like horror, I'm currently writing a book which explains the origins and habits of mythical/paranormal creatures like ghosts or vampires. Sorry for the self promo I'm just very new at Wattpad so thx for all that follow me and if you have any questions plz write on my wall or message me I'll always answer again thx xoxo  

First, this is real.
          I have a story about ghosts. Once I tried to go up to my room on the second floor, l almost fall from the stairs. But someone was in my way so I stopped walking. And I realized that there was no one on the first floor. EVERYONE WAS ASLEEP. I freaked out and started to spray holy salt or whatever. I still thank it...
          
          And my phone started to stop me from writing this. Really.

This is a story of when me and my friends did the ouija board. 
          
          So we decided it light some candles and play it. It was normal and we met a ghost named Carrisa Iam. She was saying something but then stopped. My dog stared in our direction and growled a little bit. The planchette began to move to the letter Z, and then O and then Z and then O. That spells out Zozo, a Ouija demon. We talked still cause we are stupid. Then what happens scared me the most. She said My friends name, and then spelled out 'run'. We were terrified. She kept saying things like Danger and He's coming. We said goodbye but then it started moving again. It spelled out Zozo again and we said good bye. It didn't move, even though we were pulling on it. Eventually, we were able to move it to goodbye. That night around 3:30, I was heading into my room. My  droor ( idk how to spell it ) was completely open. When I sat down it quickly closed and I remember running out of the room and into my moms room. I explained to her, but when I was, I saw a tall black figure standing in my loft. He then left and my mom made us go back to sleep after we calmed down. 
          
          Every once in a while, I'll wake up to hear scratching noises behind my bed and the other night I saw a shadow quickly run across my wall. It was so scary that night, and I still live with a small bit of fear.  

Imma tell you a "scary" story, and if you're lucky, I might give you a photo! HERE WE GO!
          
          I Remember Once, When I Was Like 12 Or 13, I Woke Up And Everyone Was Gone, My Sisters Were At School, My Brother Was At Work And My Mom Went To Satan Knows Where, And I Decided To Draw, I Opened My Drawing Book, Only To Find The Rest Of My Pages Were Filled With The Same Drawing, I Never Drawn More Than One Of The Same Thing, And I Didn't Remember Drawing It
          
          So I Walk Out My Room To Get Some Breakfast And I Find A Woman Standing At The Stove In Odd Clothes, Like, A Cape With A Hood, An Old Dress That Looked Like The Ones Slaves Would Use, And Flats. I Brush It Off, And Silently Go To My Room, Like I Said, I Have Sisters, So Maybe That Was My Older Sister Cosplaying
          
          I Locked The Door And Ripped The Multiple Drawings Out Of My Book And The Same Woman Appeared Infront Of Me And Looked At Me With Smile But Frowned When She Found Me Ripping The Drawings, She Grabbed Me By My Neck And Said In A Distorted Voice "Those Were Mine! My Beautiful Drawings!" And She Looked Exactly Like The Drawings
          
          She Let Go When She Saw Me Gasping For Air, She Then Said "My Sweet Daughter, Im So Sorry!" And Left, I Looked Up And Saw Me, But I Had Blue Eyes, Lighter Skin, And Was Wearing Children's Clothes From Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Back, When Slaves Were Being Sold Kind Of Back
          
          Just Yesterday I Saw Me-Ish Again, But She Was Rotting And Mari (Im calling The Woman Mari now) Was Hugging Me While Saying "Mine Forever"
          
                                       The End

One day when I was six I decided to go up stairs and try to scare my parents (there are only two rooms upstairs the master bedroom and a bathroom, the lights in the master bedroom don't turn on unless you have a remote) but I decided to roll under there bed and grab there legs when they got up (I was six I know this is dumb) I remember hearing them start talking "remember John" they said "I miss him, he went under our bed and never came out, it was really hard too make Lauren (me) forget him" I heard them say "I hope none of them go under our bed the monster might get them. I don't want too go through that again." I was small and I thought they were just trying to get me to come out but the more I think about it the more it seem weird I have never brought it back up but (my room is under there bath room so I can here things from upstairs and plz don't turn that dirty) every now and then I hear weird noises coming from upstairs and what I think is even weirder is that when I was a baby and ever since I was older I was in the room right under there's coincidence I think not I am still a bit shaken up because every night I wake up 1:00-3:00 and just hear really weird noises. Plus my parents have always been very protective of me I've only ever walked around around the block of my house once. And they never let me go to people's houses unless there like BFFs so.....

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I have not updated in A LONG time, but I'm back!!!