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Date: Thu, 4 Feb 1999 15:25:19 -0800 (PST)
To: stories@ghosts.org
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I believe some people are more sensitive to things around them than others , this is the case with myself and my daughter . I have had a few experiences , my daughter a few of her own . one that I will never forget happened in an empty house in weston mass .
I was living with my daughters future father . he was in college and I had a low paying job . we struggled to survive at this time . At one point we had to move but didnt have a place to go yet and lived out of his car for a while . His parernts owned a house in weston , it was empty because they had moved and were fixing it up to sell .
We decieded to stay there one night . there was no furniture . we spread blankets on the floor in the dinning room under the double window . Th dinning room was in the back of the house . to its right , the kitchen and the back door.
in front of the dinnig room was the living room . as you entered the house you saw this first , the stairs to the right and the dinning romm straight ahead through a wide doorway .
I dont know what time it was , but we had been asleep for a while when I heard what sounded like a motorcycle pull up to the house and shut off . then I heard what sounded like someone entering the house,. I tried to wake my companion , but he wouldnt wake up .
I kept still and listened as I heard footsteps run up the stairs and followed them across the upstairs floor to a room in the back to the left of the house . I continued to try to wake him up without making noise that might draw the tresspasers attention to me . I began to hear heated arguing upstairs , and banging around .
Then someone ran down the stairs . I was sitting up on the floor when I saw him . He headed right for me anger in his eyes , he looked right at me then walked between the two of us right through the dinningroom wall and disapeared .
I finaly got him to wake up and told him what just happened. He asked me to describe the intruder . I told him he was a young thin man with black hair , looked kinda ittailian .
His jaw must have hit the floor . "oh my god!" he said . " do you know anything about this house ?" I said no . He said there were people that lived there before his parents bought it . a young couple . He was ittailian and looked as I described . They had a fight one night and he left in a mad furry and got in a motorcycle accident and died.
He said when he and his brother and sister grew up in the house , they used to hear unexplained footsteps in the hall hand noise in the back bedroom . but never experienced anything like this . I asked if there was ever a door in the dinningroom where we were . he couldnt say if there used to be before , but not when his family lived there.
my next expierence I will tell you was years after that . I was then alone with my three , or four year old daughter . We were lucky enough to find a small subsidise apartment in milford mass .
It was a nice place . One medium size bredroom . one very small one , and one main room that was kitchen dinningroom and livingroom all together . My daughter had the smaller bedroom in the front of the third floor apartment . We had only been there a couple of days when my daughter started waking up in the middle of the night screaming histericaly , she fought me when I tried to console her .
I couldnt stop her . I had to put all the lights on in the house and put her in the middle of the floor till she would come to me and let me hold her .this went on everynight for a week .
I had also noticed that when I invited niebors in to visit , they got very uncofortable and wouldnt stay .I asked why and found out the apartment had a history .
There was a man that lived here , as I was told , whos girlfriend broke up with him and he hung himself in my daughters closet.They said he was there for about a month in the summer and was only discovered when the niebors complained of a smell comming from the apartment.
the landlord found him and suffeder a breakdown after .
That night we went to bed and my daughter woke up screaming again .the next day when my daughter was playing at a niebors I went in , feeling like a fool ,and told off her closet . I said " how dare you scare an inocent baby like that , she did nothing to you ."
Well , she continued to cry the next few days , but less and less til she was finaly able to sleep in that room , but she would bury herself in covers and stuffed animals as she did .
I lived in that apartment for seven years . In that time he made himself known . I would sit in the kitchen , on the other side of that closet and hear a heart beat. He would raise and lower my lights , especialy when I was trying to read . And there were certain tapes I played that he just didnt want to hear . he would change track,( had 8 tracks then) or stop it . Those tapes played anywhere elce.
One time he was angry with me and let me know it . I had broken up with my boyfriend of two years , worse yet , on valentines day .my daughter was asleep . It was early morning , just starting to get light out when I heard footsteps . the room was light enough to see and I saw no one where the foot steps were . They walked around my bed then I felt something on my bed .
I can only compare it to when a dog jumps up on your bed . I came close to me , then stepped over me and off the bed on the oposite side and stopped at the foot of my bed .
Then I heard the most chilling voice . almost like speaking through a fan , He said " If I could fix this rope , Ide hang you "
I was terefied . when I could move I got up and dressed and got my daughter called my mother to come get us, and we spent the weekend at my mothers .
I knew we had to go back eventually . sunday night , when she drove us home , I asked her to keep my daughter in the car and I went up alone .
Again I found myself standing in my daughters room talking to the closet . I explained that I understood his anger , and that he would have to understand me and why I had to do what I did .
When I felt I had my say , I got my daughter and said goodbye to mom .
That night I knew I had made my peace with him . I got the best nights sleep in my life and woke up feeling great .
As I said . we lived there seven years before we lost the apartment .I feel he protected us to a point . no one wanted to go in our apartment . they would tell my the hair on the back of their necks stood up sitting there , even when they knew nothing about the place .
When I moved I felt a little sad , we had gotten used to each other . What would happen with the new tenants . I never knew .
Many years later , my daughter in her twenties , I discussed this with her . She had said she was always afraid of her closet ( what kid isnt ) but when we compared what impression we got of what we thought he looked like , in life, it was the same . We never researched it . some day we may , just to close the book on it .
thanks for letting me share this with you . I had had other experiences . trying to get my daught to send in some of hers I know about . all this is true.