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Date: Wed, 14 Oct 1998 13:25:48 -0700 (PDT)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Tamyra
email tamyra_ramsey@metronetworks.com
story This is a true story. It happened to me. Sorry for the length.
It happened on a quiet street in Houston, Texas.
When I was 6 years old my family,mom, dad and me (my brother wasn't born yet) moved into this small apartment building that sat behind the landlord's house. There were only three apartments in the building, two on the 2nd floor and one on the 1st. We lived on the 2nd floor.
I don't remember how long we lived there before things started happening, but there was always a negative energy there. It was in this tiny apartment that my otherwise "normal" family life went very wrong. A also do not remember everything (memory block?) or in what order these things happened. Here goes!
There were several times I remember waking up to the feeling of pressure on my body. I couldn't move or yell, all I could do was wait for whatever it was to leave me alone. This was a normal occurance and I kind of got used to it in a terrified kind of way.
One night I woke up for no good reason, or so I thought. As I lay there trying to get back to sleep, I heard a door open and close. Then I felt someone watching me. I looked up to my doorway to see a woman standing there. She was wearing a light blue gown that was moving slightly like she was standing in a breeze. Thinking my mom was checking on me, I said, "Mom, what are you doing?" She stood there for a moment longer then turned and walked away. A second later came the sound of a door opening and closing. Thinking my mom was acting weird I went to her bedroom, which is across the hall from mine. I opened the door and said, "Mom, were you just in my room?" She sat up, wearing a RED nightgown, and said, "Of course not, go back to bed, I'm trying to get some sleep." It was so hard to turn around and go back to my room but I finally did and nothing else happened that night. (I know, I was awake for the rest of it)
So the strange things keep happening, only to me of course. :) It was my birthday, 8th or 9th I think, and I decided to have a slumber party. Nothing can happen then, right? We had laid the mattresses from my twin beds in the middle of my floor and were talking and giggling and doing what little girls do. I remember thinking, "Nothing can happen tonight". Soon after that thought as I was sitting down on the mattress I saw a hand slam down on the floor 3 inches from my face. No ones else saw it, but I don't think they were supposed to. I think it was a little message to me that these things weren't going away, slumber party or not.
Whatever it was that was in that apartment especially liked it when I was very sick, like with the flu. During these times, for years, I would have the same dream over and over. It was of this little man running around my room saying, "I'm going to get you." over and over. One time in particular I ran out of the room while they chased me and when I got to the end of the hallway and saw my mom and dad I realized I wasn't dreaming, but when I turned around they were gone. I begged my parents to let me lay on the sofa for a while and finally they agreed.
Other things happened while I was there, such as toilets flushing while everyone was in bed, knocking on walls, things falling and disappearing but I don't remember or want to remember anymore than I the stuff I can't forget.
I moved out when I was 12 or 13. I am 22 now and live in Maryland. I have lived and stayed in other houses where nothing ever happened. I am a "sensitive" person and can usually tell if there is paranormal activity in a house. The house I live in now is my boyfriend's. His father and grandmother died there and a few things have happened there, but that's another story.
Any questions/comments are welcome. Thanks for reading my story.