True Ghost Stories

Whispers in my ear

March 30, 2015 |  3 comments
Image Credit: sxc.hu I was very little. I was 9 or 10. I have had many other things happen like this. My grandma had bought me a whole bunch of things to play with and she put them in my room. My room was in the basement, scary huh? While I was sitting on my bed, making bracelets, I heard my bed creak a little. Thirty seconds later, when my dad had just walked into the door, I heard a voice, it sounded like a little girl. It said, "Someone's here." I quickly ran upstairs in fear, like as fast as you could see a kid run.

I ran into my dad's arms and started to cry in fear. My dad hugged me and carried my to the basement to his bedroom. I never went in that room since. Nothing big has happened to me like that anymore. All I hear is voices when I try and go to sleep and its hard to go to sleep because of them. Occasional shadows and such. But I wonder to this day, what happened back then.[!gad]I was very little. I was 9 or 10. I have had many other things happen like this. My grandma had bought me a whole bunch of things to play with and she put them in my room. My room was in the basement, scary huh? While I was sitting on my bed, making bracelets, I heard my bed creak a little. Thirty seconds later, when my dad had just walked into the door, I heard a voice, it sounded like a little girl. It said, "Someone's here." I quickly ran upstairs in fear, like as fast as you could see a kid run.

I ran into my dad's arms and started to cry in fear. My dad hugged me and carried my to the basement to his bedroom. I never went in that room since. Nothing big has happened to me like that anymore. All I hear is voices when I try and go to sleep and its hard to go to sleep because of them. Occasional shadows and such. But I wonder to this day, what happened back then.

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