Guest Lottie Posted May 18, 2004 #1 Share Posted May 18, 2004 These type of stories interest me more just because they are not dramatised but pretty down to earth. The Haunted Closet by "Chris" Published: 10/20/98 I was ten when my family moved to an older home in a small Canadian town. It was a huge old place, yellow-brick and cheery looking. It was big enough that my dad split it into a duplex and gave one side to a brother who'd just married. My room was to have been the smallest one, upstairs at the end of it's own short hallway. We'd only been there a few weeks when company visited. I remember it being winter and the room was cold. My mom said to leave the door open so heat would circulate from the rest of the house. That, despite my complaint that I wouldn't be able to sleep because a hall light was being left on for our guests to find their ways to their own rooms later on. I lay awhile fuming and I seemed to be getting colder so I opened the closet door too. (-The heat register was beside it and I hoped the door would deflect some of the heat towards my bed.) Instead, something awful happened. I could hear laughing and talking from down stairs when a lull came in the conversation. And I was able to hear the slow, quiet shuffling of footsteps coming towards my bed. Like when someone drags their feet walking across a carpeted floor. The light from outside my room was bright: there was no one there. Yet I could still hear the footsteps. So I did what any freaked-out kid does: I started hollering and took off running. The adults laughed it all off: they thought I'd had too much excitement, too much candy or a combination of the two. But I knew better. And I kept my mouth shut after that. I grew used to the feeling of eyes behind me all the time, peering down at me from the upper corners of the room. The sensation of never feeling alone, or safe. I grew up seeing odd things happening around me and denied the reality of it as nerves, or an overactive imagination. Then one summer night when I was a teen, I had confirmation that it wasn't just me. My girlfriend and I were alone in the house, watching videos. We were on a loveseat and she said she felt a draft. It was an excuse for us to snuggle closer but she still felt it, only colder now. She looked towards where it was coming from and screamed: there was a couch there, and a cushion was sagged right down like someone was sitting on it. Only there was no one there. That spot was directly under where the closet in that little upstairs room was. She took off running and I sighed and went after her. After all, it was nothing new to me. Then it started to sink in: She'd experienced something, too. So it WAS real. And I ran faster because I was suddenly just as scared as she was. We both sat outside till my parents got home while the tape we'd been watching played out. (I guess the ghost watched it but I wonder what it thought of 'Eddie Murphy-Delirious'?) Soon after, that girlfriend became my fiancée. My brother found work in another town and moved away. My parents decided to sell the house, and bought a smaller one in another part of town. My fiancée and I helped them move and after unpacking the last load my dad asked us to go check that nothing had been forgotten and to make sure the place was locked up securely. It was a sweltering August day, without the slightest breath of wind for relief. We did as we'd been asked and then went to a corner store for a cold drink. We were walking back past the old house and joking what my dad had said about making sure nothing was left behind. (We were laughing about forgetting to pack the ghost.) Then it happened: The screen door started to swing open until it was as open as it could get. Then it closed just as slowly, suddenly banging shut at the last moment. Well that was it for us: we both let out a holler and took off running like scared rabbits. There's no way anyone can ever explain away how a door opens and closes by itself like that. Not to us. We moved away soon after and would seldom visit, preferring relatives and friends to come see us. Years later one of my sisters confessed to having strange experiences too, as had a sister-in-law. And my parents admitted that when checking into the background of that house before buying it, they'd found out that it'd once been owned by an undertaker. He'd hung himself in the closet of that small, upstairs room. My belief is that it's his spirit haunting that house. It's now been almost twelve years since my wife and I had that fright on hot summers' day. And we're talking about moving back to that town. Only one thing is holding me back, obviously. My wife too, I see it in her eyes. Maybe one day, and if so, I'll be sure to report anything new if it happens... Source Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southampton enigma Posted May 20, 2004 #2 Share Posted May 20, 2004 Just imagine going into the closet to grab your suit or dress and all you see is someone looking down at you **** that is all i can say Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BurnSide Posted May 20, 2004 #3 Share Posted May 20, 2004 i dunno. you could set up a little friendship with the ghost. think about it. *opens the closet* "red cardigan sweater please!" *red cardigan sweater comes floating out to you* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southampton enigma Posted May 20, 2004 #4 Share Posted May 20, 2004 @ Burnside have to agree with you on that one, saves you getting it yourself Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BurnSide Posted May 20, 2004 #5 Share Posted May 20, 2004 But in all seriousness it's an awesome story!! I don't know if the CLOSET itself was haunted, more like the house, especially with the ghost sitting on the couch and opening the screen door. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Lottie Posted May 20, 2004 #6 Share Posted May 20, 2004 Thats one of my fears...you know opening the closet and seeing someone inside! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BurnSide Posted May 20, 2004 #7 Share Posted May 20, 2004 To this day my girl can't sleep with the damned closet door open. She doesn't even know why. Even a crack and she gets terrified and i have to get up and close the damn thing. Which is REALLY annoying because theres a draft that comes in from the closet (theres a cable hole in there) and the door actually opens at night sometimes, lol! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southampton enigma Posted May 20, 2004 #8 Share Posted May 20, 2004 Awww your poor girl, and i bet u wind her up about it? lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BurnSide Posted May 20, 2004 #9 Share Posted May 20, 2004 haha obviously! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southampton enigma Posted May 20, 2004 #10 Share Posted May 20, 2004 Hope u don't mind Burnside i have added you to my msn contacts list Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BurnSide Posted May 20, 2004 #11 Share Posted May 20, 2004 sweet. i'm at work, so i wont be on it until i get home. i do most of my UM surfing and posting and chating at work, and i get home late so i don't really use MSN that much. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southampton enigma Posted May 20, 2004 #12 Share Posted May 20, 2004 Ok mate not to worry, hopefully tlk to you soon, mate Cheers Steve Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jenk Posted May 20, 2004 #13 Share Posted May 20, 2004 I aslo have a ****ed up closet. It opens and closes it self when I try to sleep. I just ignore it but it lets in a draft because it's connected to the atic. I have finaly found a way to lock the dang thing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Withered Rose Posted June 30, 2004 #14 Share Posted June 30, 2004 i dunno. you could set up a little friendship with the ghost. think about it. *opens the closet* "red cardigan sweater please!" *red cardigan sweater comes floating out to you* Haha BurnSide, you're rotten! Yeah that kinda would be interesting - but what spirit from beyond the grave would do a living being any favors? just to be nice? I don't think so! attention maybe,but they seem to have enough attention as it is Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OreoSuicide Posted July 6, 2004 #15 Share Posted July 6, 2004 That is one freaky story. What did you say the address to your old house was because I'm never moving anywhere near there??? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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