Water Puddle

Date: Sat, 29 Apr 2000 13:18:26 -0700 (PDT)
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Hi, this story isn't very long but I have recently moved and as I look back, a lot of weird stuff used to happen in my old house.

I had lived in my old house every since I was 3 years old and my little brother was born when I was seven. We moved away from the house when I was 18 (which was a year ago).

As far back as I can remember I have felt presences in the house, like I was never alone. The house was built in the 1930's, and several WW2 war vets lived in that neighborhood. I remember being alittle girl and hearing furniture move, floors creaking, and strange breezes coming through the house in the middle of summer.

One time in particular, I was home by myself one summer and I was watching television when I heard furniture moving upstairs. I went up there and I felt like there was someone watching me inspect the rooms. I went back downstairs and felt a cool breeze come through like the windows were open, but it was a stagnant 90 degrees outside. Humid, with no wind whatsoever.

The last story I have from that house was the "puddle-of-water" incident. I was home alone and in my parents bedroom watching television and I got hungry. So I went to get something to eat which took about 15 min. I walked back into the bedroom and in front of my parents bed was a puddle of water about 2 ft. wide. I didn't have any water or juice, I hadn't taken a shower, and nobody was in the house with me. The doors and windows were locked. I called my mom and dad on the phone crying and they thought it was something I accidentaly spilled or I was playing a joke on them. I swear it wasn't. I cleaned up the water and stayed in the bed all day with the covers over me.

I am not the only one who has experienced strange stuff in my house. My brother always heard bumps on the walls and sometimes we would wake up in the middle of the night to running water in the bathroom sink.

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