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[Music] it happened three years ago I was then living in a small city in Romania it was summer me and my friend Andrew both aged eighteen then used to play basketball at an outside basketball hoop in our town we were playing for a long time there so we started to know everybody that was coming there one day a new guy came to the hoop he was rather short with short blond hair and blue eyes one thing I noticed about him was a scar on his forehead he shyly asked us do you guys want to play horse for those who don't know horse it's a game of basketball that can be played in more than two players but I won't go into any more details because there's no relevance at all to the story we finished the game with Andrew coming in first place me and second and the other guy last he then asked for our names and said his name is Alex he asked for our phone numbers and Facebook he seemed like a nice guy so we hope to see him again there it was not until that midnight when I started to believe that there was something wrong with Alex I woke up to a text message on my phone it was from a number I didn't have in my agenda and it said hey wanna play some basketball I'm at the hoop Alex I was so angry then as I just wanted to sleep so I ignore the text message 15 minutes later I got another message hello with an exclamation point I ignored it but five minutes later my phone rang I picked up in a voice on the other side said to me are you sleeping it was Alex I try not to seem angry so I jerk Emily said I was come outside he said at this point I was starting to become really annoyed I shouted at him it it's freakin midnight and hung up the next day I told Andrew would it happen last night and he told me something that really freaked me out he also got a text message from Alex but he also heard a silent knock on his window he looked outside but he saw nothing he said that maybe it was just his mind playing tricks on him we told each other that he might have followed us home after the game of basketball he was maybe jokingly playing with us we wanted to call him that day but eventually forgot about the story that night around 2:00 a.m. I got a message from Alex come outside I texted them back no and put my phone on silent I fell asleep again when I woke up that morning and opened my phone I saw that I had received another 20 messages from Alex this time they were not text messages but photos on Facebook Messenger as we were friends on Facebook now the first two were photos of the hoop the next two were selfies of him but what I saw next had me completely shocked they were pictures taken outside of my house and one of them I could see myself watching the TV there was another with me brushing my teeth another of me looking at my phone but then there were others even worse I saw photos of Andrews house and then another one of Andrew fighting Alex in his own yard then there was a photo of Andrew blacked-out with Alex on his right side smiling and another guy on his left side smiling too I immediately called Andrew his mother picked up she told me that Andrew was in hospital and that Alex wasn't found by the police yet Andrew was taking out the trash at 10:00 p.m. that night when he was attacked by Alex and his friends Andrews mother heard nothing outside but after ten minutes of her son yet not returning she went into the yard Andrew was laying there on his back she called the ambulance than the police and Andrew couldn't remember anything that nights me and my family self at my uncle's house around midnight my phone rang I didn't know the number and so I knew I shouldn't pick up but then my father told me it could be Alex so the police could track him down I answered and it was Alex you're gonna die he said I asked him why he was doing this and he replied because you're ignoring me they started shouting at me saying that he deserved the tension and then he hung up and this time my dad was on the phone with police I then received another photo of my house from Alex my dad gave the policeman our home address and so Alex and his friend were eventually apprehended by the police it seemed like he had some serious mental problems so I hope he is getting full medical attention and kept away from the public his friend who was a homeless man received money from Alex to attack me and my friend and Andrew was getting better thankfully and soon left the hospital it took a long time for us to ever go back and play basketball at that hoop again [Music] at the time of writing this story I'm a 19 year old teenage guy who is about to go to college my grandfather owned an old house on a farm I'll give you a little description of the building it was built in 1927 the date is inscribed on the house and was originally used as a sort of police station it survived World War two when there are still bullets left by German soldiers and walls it has two floors a cellar and an attic that was sealed off and inaccessible when I live in the house in fact the whole second floor was sealed off as well except for one room that was occupied by my grandmother and grandfather we lived on the first floor which is made up of the square-shaped hall that leads to the kitchen and to my parents large bedroom that was used as a living room during the day the square-shaped Hall continued into two narrow tunnel like halls one leads to the boiler room in the bathroom the other to the room that me and my sister slept in near our bedroom there was a chamber that had an entrance covered by a curtain there were no light Senate's and if he pulled the curtain away and peered into the room you could not see the end of it to get into the cellar you had to go outside the entrance to the house wasn't originally the same it was where the boiler room is now I suppose the house had been renovated once there are three chimneys on the roof but no room has a fireplace anymore people like to point out that it's a nice house but that's just the decorated exterior anyone who walks into it can feel it's frigid and gloomy atmosphere my grandfather moved into the house with his sister named Maria she married a man Joseph who too moved into the house shortly after my grandfather married my grandmother my grandmother and Maria both gave birth to a boy and a girl now what's weird about our family in general is that everyone seems to only have two children who are not the same sex people's such as our neighbors and family and friends frequently pointed this out Maria's husband got a job offer on the other side of the country and they decided to move out Joseph became pretty successful eventually but he tragically passed away of a heart attack the peak of this career my grandpa died of a sudden heart attack as well aunt Maria would often visit my grandmother and they would commiserate over their lives but as time passed Maria stopped visiting my grandma she was a single mother and needed to work hard to feed and race her children my grandma and her children were rather poor but since they lived on a farm it was easier for them to get food when Maria's daughter and son grew up they followed in their father's footsteps became quite wealthy and both started the family they seldom visited my grandmother but would occasionally bring Maria over for a few days when I first met Maria she was about 60 years old I always thought that she was a gossipy old woman it's important to this story because she used to tell me about my grandpa in the past of the old house which my grandma refused to talk about she told me my grandfather had died in a boat he had been fishing on the pond near our garden while my grandmother had been picking herbs for an infusion grandpa hadn't returned home till the evening so my grandmother had gone to look for him she had found his lifeless body in the boat which had cast ashore I spent most of my childhood in this house when I was about 3 years old my grandmother moved down to the room me and my sister slept in a tall quiet man would sometimes stay up in that room to this day I'm not sure who he was he would never speak to me but did seem rather fond of our cat one day he came down to the kitchen and said he was leaving and he never came back my aunt father's sister Halina had moved out by this time she married a guy and gave birth to a boy and girl when I and my sister became older we started exploring the house our parents prohibited us to go to the second floor saying it's not a safe place and we didn't really feel like doing that anyway for it creeped us out in fact as far as I remember I was always afraid to be alone in the house the floors creaked and there were strange draft in the house my father said that there had to be some way the wind was getting into the house perhaps there were tunnels in the ceiling above the second floor once he took me up there and explained the doors are fastened with the chains they don't open fully in smashing to the walls because the wind I always had nightmares if I slept on my own so I frequently slept with my parents and even my sister who had more courage than I did and was sometimes too afraid to sleep in our room the fact that my grandmother slept in our room only added to my fear I was always afraid of her as a child she wouldn't murmur to herself and it always seemed like she was talking to someone my father said that she was weird ever since grandpa died whenever I and my sister did something wrong she would lash out the diligent woman from Maria's stories with nothing like the grandmother I knew she looked beautiful in her wedding photo but in real life she had a part of her nose missing due to skin cancer and some of her teeth had fallen out a few of my dreams involved a woman similar to her in my nightmares I was usually in my house or around it sometimes I dreamt that I woke up and looked around the darkroom when suddenly a cold hand pinned me down and hissed to fall asleep after dreams like these I would wake up and hurry to my parents room but one night when I jumped out of bed and ran out my room to the hall I saw the curtain covering the chamber entrance swaying back and forth I looked into the dark abyss of the chamber and I got that strange feeling like someone I can't see is staring back at me from the chamber I felt a very strong current of air that made a stack of boxes in the chamber fall over and then I heard a very loud smack I cried out loud and everyone woke up I was sitting in the corner of the hall sobbing my mother comforted me but my grandmother called me a coward and laughed at me my father went upstairs and when he came back he said the chain on one of the doors was broken so the door smashed into a wall I slept in my parents room that night we had no chains left so my father opened the door ajar and put a heavy vase next to the door so it wouldn't close and smash in another direction it never made sense to me how the draught could move in so many different directions that night was particularly cold because of the open door and draught was so strong that we could hear howling sounds after this nights my other nightmare started I would dream I am alone in the house and something sucked me into the dark chamber and I couldn't get out I would hear something approached me in the dark and grab me by the legs I was afraid to go near the chamber even during the daytime on the bathroom door there was a strange shape that looked like a dark figure reaching out I was probably just paranoid but I felt like it was constantly changing its shape sometimes it appeared as if though it was waving and my dreams I sometimes had to go to the bathroom and when I entered the bathroom the door would close by itself and the figure on the door would go bigger and bigger until the whole door turned dark and then the door slowly opened and a very creepy old man would walk in he usually had a nosebleed and licked his lips when the blood reached his lips and smiled he looked like penguin from the old Batman movie with Catwoman in it the bathroom was too narrow to slip past him I tried to run but he would always catch me by the collar stuff me into the washing machines and watch me drown while still licking his lips and a lot of my dreams I would go outside and the big hairy beasts would grab me and pull me into a room on the second floor he would put me in a cage and tell his wife who looked like a normal human to cut me up and put me in the freezer she would say of course honey and we'll go to sleep the lady would walk up to me and say she didn't want to hurt me so she always left me out of the cage she would tell me to run down the stairs and lock myself in my parents room I usually did as I was told when the thing woke up he slaughtered his wife and she would scream in pain then the monster would crawl around the house looking for me sometimes he found the room I was in but I jumped out of the window on my head broke my neck and died if I killed myself in my dreams it usually didn't hurt but getting hurt by others made me very uncomfortable after I woke up to this day if I want to wake up from a bad dream I'd have to die one of the rare kind of dreams was about an old hag with no teeth she was very short and had long gray hair these were the only dreams that contain my family we would sit in the kitchen or another room and suddenly everything would go quiet everyone except me would fall asleep the old lady would appear and she would make weird sucking sounds with her mouth I would try to scream and wake my family up but I couldn't make a sound I would become petrified and the old lady would come up to me staring at my face trying to laugh but she couldn't make any sounds either she would stretch my mouth open and want to crawl inside my body she wanted me to eat her the scariest dreams for me were of a lady that looked remarkably like my grandmother she carried a butcher's knife and had grey eyes with no pupils and sharp teeth she looked like a rabid gray fox she would appear if no monster had caught me in my nightmares she screamed for me to come out and if I didn't she would correctly shout which room I was hiding in what scared me the most were the sounds she made I suppose sounds can't really be loud in dreams but the ones she made were ear-splitting she would bang on the doors and growl deeply it was hard for me to find a proper way to end myself for she walked very fast my dreams stopped when my parents got divorced one day they had a huge fight and my mother yelled she can't stand this house my father nor my grandmother my father had always had anger management issues but I've never seen him this furious before he let my mother walk halfway through the outside of the door then he smashed her into the door she fell in half of her body was outside and half inside he tried to forcibly closed the door and kept hitting my mother with it my neighbors called the police my mother when she came out of the hospital took us to the village she grew up in we stayed there for a few weeks then we moved around the country a lot because my mother desperately tried to find a cheap apartment and a job we ended up in a small apartment in some town we all slept in the same room weird things started to happen to her she would sleep all day she didn't take me and my sister to school when we would tell her we are hungry she just mumbles something get up and make something one time when I said I was hungry she got up took a loaf of bread and she threw it at my face eventually the school found out what was going on and my mother was diagnosed schizophrenic when I and my sister moved back to the old house we found out my aunt Elena's husband had died in a car crash basically if you would look at my family tree you would see that every family has a parent that is deceased or something else happened to them it sometimes feels like a curse I had issues with anxiety all my life but strangely I wasn't that afraid of the old house anymore sure I was still afraid to walk around it at night the floor still creaked the cold draft was still present but I rarely dreamed about those monsters my father built a new house near our old house it's in such a decrepit state at this point that it isn't safe to live in it my grandmother was against moving out of it in spite of this she sometimes visits it I often have dreams that I still live there they aren't exactly nightmares but they aren't very pleasant dreams usually just things that have happened in the past when I returned home for my evening walks I always stare at the old house sometimes the curtains are moving in it and it's probably just the draft but if I look more closely it's almost as if though I could see a face in one of the windows on the second floor [Music] I'm 19 years old and I have lived in North Carolina all of my life that was a year from graduating high school and started working in a local neighborhood grocery store I started working at this grocery store as a junior in high school I was 17 years old and spent most of my time here my shifts had me working well into the evening and this is when I first saw this man he would come in every week at around 5:00 to 6:00 p.m. and buy a steak and a 40 ounce Budweiser every time he came in he would always go through my cashier line no matter how long when line was I didn't think much of this at the time but he started to engage in conversation with me about where he worked his family and kids and more specifically his daughter and how she had a horrible boyfriend and how he wished she was more like me red flag number one he continued to do these over the course of my first year of working there he would also pull me aside to talk to me about me and his daughter and would tell me how he always enjoyed seeing me and this weirded me out I didn't know how to escape this guy but it's about to get even weirder his next visit which I thought was his last and he proceeded to tell me hey my sweetie my work is moving me away and I won't be coming here much more in my head I erupted with joy because I thought that this would finally be over but no now I was so so wrong for the next year and I continued to work there as normal when was being moved up to another position it was around April of my senior year of high school that he began showing up again I was working behind our cigarette counter and the floor digging into the shelves he happened to walk in and he walked around the back of the cigarette counter and just powered down at me I didn't know until I hear him call me by the nickname he gave me my skin began to crawl and as he started the talk I acted as if someone had asked me to do something so I ran off into our office and just sat by the cameras he just walked around the store and it was almost like he avoided the cameras ten minutes go by and he bought cheese and left my cashiers told me he asked where I went and he wanted to see his sweet girl I wanted to cry I didn't know what to do and it was as if my managers didn't believe me now he began to show up every time I was working Saturday Sunday Tuesday and Thursday every time I saw his car pull into the parking lot I ran to hide he would walk around and look for me and asked for me now he wouldn't even buy anything he also knew that I was the one who would bring the carts into the store from the parking lot so he would sit in his car and wait for me I went out to get shopping carts one day and didn't know he was there because the parking lot was full I was gathering carts and he was walking up behind me and said I finally have my girl to myself if I ever get you out here when no one's around I'm going to hold you down and do what I want to you I was horrified I started to cry and this was a 50-plus year old man saying this to me I ran back inside and he left now I knew that he knew my schedule and what I did at work I was afraid to go to work and was starting to carry pepper spray on my belt at work on the next weekend I worked he had come in twice during the shift but the second time he just came through the door I saw him and he didn't see me so I ran I watched the cameras and this was the absolute most awful thing he did I watched him walk through my store and I searched the parking lot for his creepy Toyota minivan I couldn't find his car anywhere this really freaked me out he was now in the store for 20 minutes bought a beer and started to walk out of the store but he walked out to the parking lot and walked straight to my car he stood by my car looked inside my windows and just walked away to the side of the building meanwhile me and my coworker are just standing there watching in shock we tried contacting the police but there was nothing they could do unless he was present when they were so I had to live with the constant fear that he would come back but eventually my dad came up to my work to talk to my managers about what to do about the situation and the man showed up I went to hide but my managers barred him from coming into the store and told him you make my employees uncomfortable and we asked that you don't come back he said my girl is so sensitive I guess just like most people these days he turned around to leave and my dad walked up to him and said hey can I talk to you for a minute buddy and he ran to his car and tried to leave cops told me that this was classic predator behavior trying to run from the problem my dad proceeded to chase him by car to a neighboring County and lost him in a neighborhood near another chain of my grocery stores he drove all the way to my store to see me there was another store five minutes from his house apparently he hasn't been back but the police are still investigating because he has daughters and I can only think of what they had to go through I hope he rots in hell for what he's done to other girls no one should have to go through this [Music] well I live not a lot of creepy things happen since I live in the upper-middle class and everyone is extremely nice probably the worst person you can meet where I live would just have a twisted sense of humor at least that's what I thought until junior year of high school my algebra class was filled with different kinds of people despite it being a small class though I didn't fit into a lot of groups since I mostly kept to myself and I did this boy who I will call tanked at the time I felt tank was the only one in the class I could actually get along with he was really good with math so whenever I was stuck on something or missed how to do a problem I always knew tank could help me out and when we did group projects he would always be my go-to guy even if I knew what we were doing but when we were done with our work we would talk about anything we liked such as metal and creepypastas yeah we were those kids however one thing he liked to talk about was weapons and how much he knew about them I didn't see this as a red flag because there are people out there who are into weapons such as guns and swords but are pretty chill people and wouldn't think about hurting someone but as I talked about weapons is when I should have listened to the red flags sometimes tank would talk about how he could use a pencil and stab people with it two things I vividly remember him saying are it's ironic because say weapons aren't a lot of schools and pencils can be weapons and anything can be used as a weapon the latter was true and me being stupid I brushed it off thinking he was just saying facts one other red flag I stupidly ignored was how tank talked about his grandmother who lived with him he always complained about how she was lazy and never did anything but watch TV and told tank to do things that she could easily do herself like get her water or food he told me how he wanted to hurt her but idiotically I sympathized with him but this wasn't the worst thing about this twisted individual but I should have taken note of but didn't was when he said how he would love to destroy the school it did unnerve me a little bit but I didn't take the hint before I go on I need to say this if you were a student and anyone says that they want to hurt somewhere and destroy the school even if you hate the school with a burning passion tell someone of authority even if the school you go to is filled with teachers who could care less please let someone know if someone is thinking or talking about violent behavior as violence only makes things worse don't be like I was and simply brush it off later on as my junior year was mere months from ending I began to notice that tank had stopped showing up at class at first I thought he was sick but as the days passed by he never showed up soon I was approached by a man from the dean's office who I will call mr. Baldwin now this man was outgoing and despite being friendly was a serious man and nobody messed with him he took me into his office which scared me because I thought I screwed up at something because as you can tell screwing up is what I do best however mr. Baldwin told me I wasn't in trouble but he did have some questions to ask me he asked me if tank told me that he had plans to take down the school at that moment everything hit me all at once I told mr. Baldwin that he did but I never thought he would harm anyone I was in so much shock that I could feel my heart pounding in my chest after a few questions he sent me back to class I later heard the tank was suspended from school and taken to juvenile detention after harming an old woman and robbing her with another student at least that's what the rumor is but it's one rumor that I honestly hope is true [Music] I'm the 16 year old daughter of an atheist father and devout Christian mother that was raised in a religion where I never celebrated holidays made friends in school or did anything remotely childlike I couldn't because as children of the church were supposed to prepare for the end of this quote/unquote wicked system of things Saturdays were dedicated towards going out door-to-door and preaching the good news by handing out magazines and brochures about God's kingdom school years were spent being outcasted by classmates watching them celebrate holidays all the while of thinking about how one day God would eliminate each and every one of them my childhood as a whole was spent training myself to become the archetypical spiritually enlightened sister's so that one day I could marry an equally enlightened brother have many children and teach them in the ways of the church up until a few years ago I had an estranged relationship with my father after all I wasn't supposed to love my father because as I mentioned before he's Nathan the church leaders commonly referred to as elders discouraged me from pursuing a relationship with him as they insisted his worldly viewpoints would damage my relationship with God and I believe this wholeheartedly as does my younger brother I had many friends within the church however I was particularly close to a girl who for privacy reasons I'll call Winnie Carter Winnie Carter was a beautiful intelligent kind-hearted young woman who carried a perfect reputation within the congregation her father and mother brother and sister Carter were equally beloved by everyone in the church alongside her older brother the fun-loving and incredibly goofy Eric Carter the Carter family owns around fifty to sixty acres of land and every year hosts a campout in their backyard inviting everyone than a church including members of their previous congregation which is a couple counties away from eros through these annual campouts I met and befriended Jonathan mind you I was 13 around the time I first met Jonathan and was in no position to become friends with a 17 year old member of the opposite sex however Jonathan often flattered me with compliments varying from my looks to a couple of my more embarrassing social quirks the catch was though Jonathan lived two hours away from our congregation so our relationship was dependent on text messages and selfies things were initially light-hearted and our messages basically revolved around memes and anime aloe vera has time progressed and I physically matured so to speak our relationship escalated into something more sexual as a fan of Conan O'Brien and I often imitate his self-deprecating sense of humor nine out of ten times joking about the fact that I have a smaller chest I've never been insecure about my body nor have I been ashamed of the fact that I have small breasts however while making this specific joke Jonathan interpreted that as me acting shine and secure and as a response replied saying that I was naturally beautiful and shouldn't be ashamed of my chest the conversation went something like this ah no I was just joking oh okay well now you have me curious curious about what your chest surely it can't be that small why don't you send a pic so I can see very funny I generally thought he was goofing around since we had never once flirted in any way shape or form yes I did have feelings for this person but I was aware of the limitations of my social skills and never bothered attempting to flirt with someone who at that point seemed completely out of my league however it eventually became clear that Jonathan was serious about wanting to see my chest and that the conversation wasn't going to change until I did I was uncomfortable about the idea of sending newts from the beginning first of all never since I was nothing but a kindergartner I was taught about the birds and the bees and why I should abstain from anything until marriage that is I was told to avoid things of that nature and discourage from self pleasure I viewed sex is something immoral and the concept of sending nude pictures genuinely horrified me however so did the thought of disappointing Jonathan I eventually sent a picture of myself and one of my more seductive bras in a lousy attempt to be somewhat presentable he responds Wow I must say I'm impressed you've definitely grown since we last saw each other and by the way are those curves I see looking back I cursed myself for blushing while reading this says all it does now is send shivers down my spine time passes and eventually I'm a 15 year old freshman in high school therefore making Jonathan 19 years old as summer vacation progressed the Carter Family announced their annual campout and I was a static to see Jonathan once more throughout the campout I made an effort to avoid Jonathan and socialize with different members of the congregation so as to avoid suspicion of our intimate relationship nevertheless well never actually witnessing it for myself I could feel Jonathan I am me from head to toe and examining my now fully mature figure as I dreaded though I wasn't the only one who noticed Jonathan's behavior as confirmed when around midnight when he approached me her expression worrisome and anxious hey is there something going on between you and Jonathan what no why would you say that well it's just I saw the way he was looking at you and I don't know it just made me think that there was something going on between you know you sure you guys are just friends right geez when he what are you my mom I just I don't want to see anything bad happen to you that's all okay well as I said before there's nothing going on between the two of us the next morning Jonathan Eric Winnie and I headed over to a nearby trail where we went hiking for about four to six hours as we delved further into the woods I could feel myself grow unusually fatigued losing my sense of appetite and growing pale in the process by the time we approached the end of the hike I was on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion when Jonathan swooped me off the ground like a majestic prince of some sorts and carried me to Eric's car I blushed and felt my heart race as his eyes met mine however as I noticed when his expression transitioned from loving concern to pure rage the romance of it all faded immediately as I had laid in bed that evening texting Jonathan who was showering me with texts about how wonderful would felt to have my body pressed against his all I could truly think about was Winnie and well everything that happened during the camp out from our late night conversation to her reaction towards Jonathan carrying me during the hike I was tempted to text her and looking back I should have however my mind was completely fixated on my new boyfriend as a nightly routine Jonathan would explain an explicit detail of all the things he would do to me if we were ever alone in a room together and I in return would do the same it wasn't until late August however I realized that ever since the day of the campout my best friend had become a complete stranger to me whether it being during congregational get-togethers or the mandatory services when he would always make an effort to engage in conversation with someone else so as to avoid me the realization of this immediately made me feel uncomfortable almost nervous in the sense that I suspected Winnie bard feelings for Jonathan and jealousy was destroying our friendship I attempted resolving the situation through texts as talking her in person was nearly impossible however each message I sent was always left on read and no less than a week after sending those desperate attempts to reconcile and make peace when he vanished completely I often approached Erik asking him about Winnie's whereabouts only to get the same undoubtedly scripted response she's not feeling well I think the stomach bugs going around or something I continued texting Winnie with frantic remarks says where are you is something wrong please text back and let me know you're okay Winnie however to no response I confided my anxieties to Jonathan and he assured me revealing that he was going on vacation with the Carter family and when he saw Winnie that he'd do some detective work this was the first time I heard Jonathan talk about going out of state with the Carter family and was immediately reminded of my recent suspicion of Winnie possibly being in love with Jonathan the sir recent behavior I began visualizing a scenario where she seduced my boyfriend during their vacation and as I replayed the scene in my head like the possessive overtly dependent girlfriend I was my nervousness developed into irritation towards Jonathon despite the erotic nature of our relationship Jonathan and I rarely associated with one another in person throughout the years of us knowing each other Jonathan had never once made an effort to go out on dates with me everything was only ever sexual and sending pictures in the beginning of sophomore year coincided with Jonathan's departure to Delaware and I was in a depressive state of mind as the supposed love of my life gradually became a stranger to me much like my best friend several of my classmates noticed the negativity radiating from my presence and confronted me about this asking if I was alright and wanted the talk I was initially reluctant as I was constantly being told by both my mother and fellow avid churchgoers that my schoolmates were obstacles placed by the devil himself so as to destroy my relationship with God however although my mind urged me to abstain from worldly Association as taught within the church my heart practically forced me otherwise I remember crying hysterically in the arms of a girl I barely knew while she whispered reassuringly that I was going to be okay ever since that fateful moment that girl the one who even despite hardly knowing me cried as I cried Heidi and her group of friends Pete Maria Julia and Darren have become the greatest friends I had ever had the pleasure of knowing through the company of my new set of friends I have found myself eventually losing interest in Jonathan recognizing the unhealthy abusive nature to our relationship in addition I became a supporter of the LGBTQ community despite the church's and tolerance for homosexuality since Pete and Erin were gay and Heidi and Julia as I later discovered were bisexual I also became close friends and developed feelings for a classmate of mine named Owen as we both enjoyed the band the guerrillas and Marvel Comics Jonathan took notice of how I had recently begun refusing to send him photos of my body and rightfully so accused me of having feelings for someone else I became furious with Jonathan as his main complaint in the entirety of the situation was the fact that I no longer wanted to be his little slave so as irrational as it was looking back I told him with full sincerity call me whatever you want be my guest it doesn't change the fact that you're a terrible person see you in hell weeks after sending my avoir to Jonathan Owen asked me out to homecoming to which I gladly accepted and for the first time in about a month I have finally felt some sort of relief life was peaceful the world around me was starting to make sense once more and I couldn't have been happier when Owen asked if I wanted to stay after school and play our favorite game Super Smash Brothers in the Student Center as it neared five o'clock Owen and I packed her bags and waited outside where the late buses were designated to arrive we were holding hands and talking about the upcoming Justice League movie when a worn-down kiyose worked towards us aggressively by then several other students were outside waiting impatiently for the buses and the sounds of the tires screeching against the pavement had also raised their attention with the engine still running a tall figure emerge from the vehicle and my heart nearly exploded when I made out who it was Jonathan I vaguely remember Jonathan calling me all sorts of terrible names something along those lines before charging towards us and Owen has a response jolting me away and punching Jonathan right in the nose I fell to the ground and watched in horror as Jonathan grabbed Owen by the wrists and twisted it in ways I didn't think was physically possible an eerie Kraken Norris piercing my ears in the process the psycho of an ex-boyfriend shoved Owen to the ground and began dragging me to the backseat of his car as I tried desperately to escape Jonathan's grasp it was when I began losing a sense of hope basically every student who witnessed the ordeal from afar charged towards our direction and pushed Jonathan onto the ground the police arrived shortly afterwards alongside an ambulance and the rest of the night was a blur the following morning my family was visited by the local elders of the congregation who were informed by my mother of what had just happened I remember sitting shamefully as the two church leaders coerced me into revealing everything that had happened from my perspective and drunk with tears I revealed Jonathan and I were once intimate to one another purposely excluding the aspects of our relationship that I didn't want to reveal and I had recently ended things between us as I was in love with a classmate that was then harassed by both elders to share whether or not I had plans to press charges against Jonathan and when I revealed that at the very least I wanted to file for a restraining order against him I received the most menacing bone-chilling glare I was ridiculed by both church leaders for my actions from leaving a spiritual brother for a worldly classmate to admitting and wanting a restraining order through my actions I supposedly disrupted the Peace of the congregation and was rewritten as the villain in this entire situation by the time my father returned home from work unaware of the elders visit I told him with extreme hesitancy as scripted I wouldn't press charges on Jonathan as I had forgiven him Jonathan was released from the police's custody with the help of several church leaders and from what I understood went about his merry way as though nothing significant happened weeks passed like months months dragon-like years and my personality as a whole changed entirely I became obsessed with the supernatural and treeck by the concept of suicide and abandoned my love for art It was as though the uptight religious zealot I once was died within me I drifted away from the teachings of the church ever since the moment I discovered that the elders bailed Jonathan for his unspeakable actions and grew resentment towards basically everyone in the congregation I felt betrayed and even more so confused as I began noticing other shortcomings of the seemingly perfect religion more often than not I was forced to attend meetings alongside my brother and mother and socialized to a minimal whenever I encountered a fellow brother or sister later that week lo and behold our family is visited by the same two elders that harassed me several weeks ago conveniently my father who they were aware of the fact was an atheist was scheduled to work late that night and even now I believe that them coming to my house on that specific day was no coincidence their expressions were grim somewhat irritable as they sat across from me I prepared myself for the worse and thank goodness I did because what I heard next left me completely and utterly speechless a couple hours ago dozens of brothers and sisters within the congregation specifically those that were close family friends of ours complained about having received several erotic photographs of myself from an unknown number I immediately had my suspicions as to who was responsible obviously Jonathan however what I couldn't fathom was how exactly he got ahold of these brothers and sisters private cell phone numbers considering he hadn't even met most of them in person I was no longer furious at Jonathan though but rather furious at myself I genuinely thought that I was terrible and I deserved the humiliation to make matters worse the outers in no way showed any concern for my self-destructive way of thinking and instead encouraged it by reciting biblical passages which disapproved of my depressive attitude towards life later that night my father witnessed as I attempted to end my own life through overdose and immediately afterwards scheduled six months worth of extensive psychiatry which would eventually lead me the being disfellowshipped or shunned by the congregation because of my doctor recommending that I no longer attend services as a therapeutic tactic I began volunteering in different festivals throughout the county and helped manage an arts and crafts station for young children I often worked alongside a senior from the same school as me and every so often we'd take turns running the stands so that one of us could take a 45 minute lunch break as I was returning to my arts and crafts station I couldn't help but notice a booth for the religious organization I now despised more than anything in the world however before I could even think about the thought of dismissing the site entirely I saw someone I hadn't seen and what basically felt like forever whinny whinny I exclaimed she looked up from the ground and as her eyes met I immediately knew something was wrong she had put on weight a tremendous amount to be specific her eyes were bloodshot expression grim and hair unkempt this I thought to myself was not the whinny I knew what are you doing here she asked her voice was full of uncertainty contrasting greatly from the tone of her former outgoing self volunteering how's everything going I feel like I haven't seen you in well forever I heard you got disfellowshipped word travels fast huh I'm still trying to figure out how this all works sorry I'll leave you so it's true Oh God I'm so sorry I'm so sorry tears began to fall from Winnie's eyes it's all my fault what I gave him everybody's number I'm the one who did it what are you talk wait you did what I'm so sorry I had no choice he practically forced me to you knew about the pictures when he nodded her head as a whimper escaped her mouth and still you gave him those numbers knowing what he'd do I'm sorry how could you wait I don't understand I texted you for months trying to make things right between us I don't even know what went wrong I thought we were friends he did nothing wrong please listen this whole thing it goes back I don't care this is all your fault my mom won't talk to me stay out of my life I left the booth then apologized to the senior running the arts and crafts station saying that I was feeling ill and would be leaving the festival early through the unspeakable actions of my best friend and former lover and nearly took my own life I had spent months suffering from depression and being shunned by an entire half of my family whereas when he was preaching the truth and festivals and Jonathan was partying with the local brothers and sisters I contacted my sac kayat wrist as I was on the verge of having an anxiety attack and luckily was able to schedule a last-minute appointment later that day upon returning home that evening my mother received a frantic phone call from sister Carter who I hear screaming on the other end of the line that Winnie was missing the search for Minny lasted for months members of the religious in the secular world alike combined efforts to discover the whereabouts of the 17 year old Winnie Carter however to no avail I would have nightmares about finding Winnie's body in my basement with Jonathan doing terrible things to her corpse before I could scream for help Jonathan would leave us however not before handing me a bloodied knife the one he presumably used on Winnie I would then be convicted as the police dragged me to jail in a cell with me begging that I was innocent I'd wake up to thankfully find myself in the comfort of my own room on one occasion after having the same usual nightmare I woke up gasping for breath when in the corner of my eye I saw the silhouette of a person staring inside through the glass of my window however as I rubbed my eyes and squinted toward the direction of the window the silhouette vanished nearing the conclusion of April the investigation after months of constant failure was eventually abandoned leaving sister and brother Carter heartbroken beyond words once again I was waiting outside for the late buses to arrive when a familiar golden Volkswagen made its way towards where I stood the window to the passenger seat rolled open and strangely enough I saw Eric sitting at the driver's seat hey don't worry I'm not gonna drag you into the car why don't you hop in I trusted Eric as he was basically an older brother to me and at this point in time my mother couldn't care less about how late I arrived home so I shrugged and entered the car we exited my school and drove towards town knock words silence raining our presence I'm really sorry about Winnie I finally mustered the courage to say thanks how are you holding up kidoh that's all everyone asked me I'm exhausted I just wanted to move on with my life I can't deal with any of this anymore Eric Eric wiped a tear from his eyes he slowed the car down preparing to stop at an approaching light and says when he loved you more than anything I love you more than anything I mean that's what family is all about right that's why I feel like you have the right to know about everything that's happened before things went sideways okay before we moved here we live in the city and that's how we met Jonathan Jonathan Winnie and I were inseparable so when we found out we were moving well we were devastated for the longest time we really didn't have a home because we were always moving from County to County eventually though after about let's say five to six years of traveling around the state we came here and settled down when we first moved in we invited Jonathan's since we hadn't seen him for so long and as you'd expect it was like meeting each other for the first time all over again so much had changed he looked different I look different and Winnie she definitely looked different because god I feel weird saying this she developed at a pretty young age Jonathan noticed this almost immediately and it became clear to all of us that the two of them were totally crushing on each other I don't know what I was thinking I just thought it would be cool if Jonathan married Winnie's so that way we'd be like actual brothers you know I was young and stupid so I pretty much told them that they should go at it I didn't realize how far that disgusting monster would go though they shared their first kiss with each other held hands when no one was looking of course cute stuff like that when they each got their own phones forget it all they ever did was text each other non-stop when he began developing severe anxiety though she did have panic attacks over the littlest things which is why my mom eventually had to home-school err she grew incredibly sensitive and had these weird esteem shoes and none of us knew why the first time we hosted a campout well we didn't invite you because at that point we hardly knew you and God we should have known right then and there that psycho was bad news I was playing volleyball with a couple of my friends and that's when I realized that I hadn't seen Jonathan in a while as a matter of fact I hadn't seen Winnie either I started looking for them asking around until finally someone mentioned how they saw Jonathan go inside a while ago the minute I stepped foot in there though I just knew something was off so I made my way over to Winnie's room and weirdly enough the door was locked I knew they were in there though I just did so when they didn't open the door I slammed against it until it broke down and that's when I saw it my little sister crying and shirtless with Jonathan on top of her we told the elders about it's almost instantly and I just couldn't believe I considered that monster as my best friend I told the elder this though and they told me I was looking at the situation the wrong way but a said they said I had to forgive Jonathan because he was brother and that the fault was on Winnie because she seduced him with her body that's what they told me my mom and my dad and they kept telling this that until we believed it still instead of shunning this person this horrible person from our lives we just kept inviting him to these campouts regardless of how uncomfortable it made Winnie although Winnie said she ended things with Jonathan I always had my suspicions that things were never really over between them as time passed when his anxieties just became worse however we truly thought that she deserved to be in all of that pain the elders told winning that if she got baptized then she'd feel better after baptism it was a matter of oh you should go preaching more but that nothing the elders recommended work however I think it just made everything worse right before our most recent campout our family went to Delaware for vacation and we invited him and his sister to join us since there was extra space the vacation lasted for three weeks before we ended up having the leave early because when he supposedly had the stomach bug every morning she was puking her guts out and mom wanted to her go get her checked out at the doctors just in case it was something serious turns out Winnie was healthier than ever and the reason she was puking so much was because she was pregnant with you know whose kid once again the elders got involved in of course that just made the situation much worse they told us that when he had to deal with the consequences of her immoral actions and that she was forbidden from having an abortion I'll never forget what when he said when they told us this she screamed like a maniac and shouted please have mercy please for once be human from that day forward when he was expected to act subservient towards Jonathon until they got legally married since he was the father of her child God it sounds so crazy saying it now but then we were convinced that she's deserved all of this nonsense things escalated to the point where we had to get rid of all the alcohol in the house because sometimes we'd fight her trying to chug an entire bottle of wine so she could end the baby she would do crazy things like hit herself in the stomach I mean it was downright scary and that's where you come into the whole story Jonathan as crazy as it sounds didn't attack you and your friends because he was upset with you no he did it to prove a point to Winnie Winnie and Jonathan got into a fight she refused to act submissive towards him because she rightfully felt it was undeserved when news of what happened broke out between you and her friend when he realized that he could take down a guy who's six foot two with that much ease that she basically was living at his mercy when he apologized to Jonathan but I'm sorry wasn't enough no he wanted more he wanted to make sure his little soon-to-be wife wouldn't rebel again and what could be better than ruining her friendship with the one person in the world who maybe just maybe could understand the pain she was going through because our dad is or was an elder he had basically everyone's contact info on his phones who was easy enough for winning send him all of your friends numbers jonathan threatened when he's saying that if she didn't send him those numbers he would do the same thing to you as he did to her saying that was enough to make her give in so that's why they're parked the car we were directly outside of a local playground and looked at me I didn't realize up until that moment I had tears streaming down my eyes like waterfalls he leaned over kissed my forehead and held me in a tight embrace while whispering I'm so sorry little sis by then I was sobbing I haven't seen heard anything regarding Eric Carter ever since we last saw each other in April when we shared our final conversation five months ago he was 21 years old although I think his birthday passed just recently Eric revealed he renounced his faith shortly after Jonathan confessed to all of this and received little to no punishment a couple of days prior before dropping me off at my house he also admitted that's as selfish as it may seem he planned to start life anew so as to forget the tragic story of his sister Winnie Carter meanwhile brother and sister Carter have dedicated their entire lives serving the church and from what I understand even now believe that all of which that happened was no way Jonathan or the elders fault but rather Winnie's completely to this day I deeply regret my last words to Winnie Carter being what they were and every so often I can't help but feel my saying that was what led her to resort to such drastic actions whether she had ended her own life or ran away to live life anew similar to her brother and to this day I cannot fathom how Jonathan someone who had spent his entire life studying the Bible and being taught how to be respectful to his brothers and sisters could bring himself to do something so absolutely wretched - not one not two but seven innocent girls which at this point I'd rather not discuss I'm also confused about why Jonathan would lie about something so little and meaningless like going to Delaware in the beginning of September when he had already taken the vacation in June I will never comprehend why the elders of this particular Church defended this we'll excuse for a human being when he did terrible things to a defenseless minor assault at a high school are trying to protect his girlfriend and obtain pictures from a naive girl who wanted nothing more than to be loved in addition I will always be at a loss of words when I think about the couple dozens of brothers and sisters in the congregation who have pictures of me as a miner on their handheld devices and still refuse to report to the authorities merely because of the elders commands I truly believe that the fact Jonathan is somewhere roaming around our state deceiving young girls and being defended by several church leaders is a crime on its own which is exactly why as of next week that will be pressing charges Jonathan you are a despicable creature the devil incarnate himself and you're quite fortunate you were away during the time of Winnie's disappearance before you ask no I'm not pressing charges so as to prove myself to the world and seek justice on my own terms I'm pressing charges so as to become the voice of seven girls who have mentally and physically damaged but more specifically the voice of my best friend Winnie Carter you stole someone I love more than anything in the world my sister my best friend and for that I hope that your future entails only darkness and misery and for Winnie Carter if you're somewhere out there wherever you are please know that I'm sorry I'm sorry that someone as beautiful and precious as you had to experience something so downright horrific and that you had to experience it all alone I'm sorry about what my last words do you learn I hope one day I can make it up to you with a nice coffee date at Starbucks just like we used to do every weekend Winnie I love you and if you ever see this one day please know that none of this was your fault you Winnie Carter are not the monster they say you are sincerely your best friend forever and always my family has always been spiritual and I was raised as much that was more or less always aware of the paranormal I have strong reasons to believe that a spirit has been following me around throughout my lifetime perhaps it's just a guardian angel since I'm just as religious as I am spiritual for some extra context I was born and raised on a little island in the Mediterranean Sea southern Europe called Cyprus I've always moved around a lot with my single mother and my brother in pursuit of the perfect home I've lived at three homes in and near the capital of Cyprus two homes at a coastal city and I've even moved out of Cyprus all the way to Sweden five years ago and moved into two different homes during that five-year period I'm currently a high school graduate with a job only enough to sustain a casual cannabis use the earliest encounter with the paranormal that I can recall occurred when I was five years of age we lived in a run-down apartment which is now at the very least 30 to 40 years old smack in the centre of Cyprus so chances are things went down there perhaps someone died and that's the spirit I witnessed when you enter the apartment here in the living room my room is the first room to the rights once you take a left turning from the living room into the hall if he goes straight instead there's the restroom once you passed the kitchen which is the first door to the left and my mother's room which is the second to the right most of this information is essential as it explains the mindset one may have when there are three long paths in every direction as soon as you leave your room so keep that in mind I remember I had this stuffed gorilla at the top of my bookshop which I would wake up every now and then and then start crying because I was in a dark room with a massive gorilla staring me down you'll realize the irony later on but basically I remember waking up probably to the thought of said gorilla and walking towards my mom's room out of desperation for some security but to do so I had to enter the hall and once I did I had an urge to look towards the living room which was the opposite direction from my mom's room just to make sure messed up monster and doesn't come from behind me and call me to death which is when I saw the spirit it was big maybe I was just young and experienced it as out of proportion but if I go by the image I have engraved in my mind I'd say it's at least six feet tall reaper like and keep that in mind as well for the other experiences it was staring right at me or rather right through me it was nothing but emptiness it says if though it expected me to come out of the room at that very moment like it was waiting I unfortunately don't remember what happened after and if you have theories by all means please enlighten me nothing paranormal I can recall occurred between that and the next paranormal occurrence but we didn't move twice until we settled at home we finally purchased instead of Brent and expecting that to be our final destination we live there for four years and actually quite a lot happened throughout those years I have probably experienced more paranormal activities during these four years than the rest of the 14 years combined both before and after that four year period our new home which we moved to when I was about nine years old was much more straightforward you could see the door to every room in the home as you walk through the front door which brings you again directly into the living room a common structure for every home in Cyprus which isn't the case in Sweden two steps in and you find the sliding door to the right leading into the kitchen another two steps and there's a washing machine to the left to keep in mind for later experience and a door to the right for a restroom another three steps and there's the bathroom to the right in my brother's room to the left another step in you reached the end of the rather long hall which has my room to the left and my mum's to the right I was about 12 when I found myself sick one day and to make sure that my mom can help me if need be I slept in her room that night this implies that there were no night lights on the only lights illuminating our apartment at the time was the street lights which barely shone into our second-floor apartment I needed to go take a leak and so I did I turned the lights off to turn the lights off though it was the scariest thing that could ever have happened since I always had to look towards the living room in order to see the switch light as I turned the lights off I saw something I can only describe as the same exact spirit I witnessed seven years prior to this but only this time it wasn't staring at me it was moving it came from the living room like a hovering Reaper but without his sight than went straight through the wall separating the kitchen from the living room I was terrified scared out of my mind so I dipped I booked it out a five thousand I could hear no car nearby which I would have if there was one as I always hear them so there couldn't have been headlights given the illusion of what I saw even if there was a car due to the roads angle the headlights wouldn't have been capable of reaching all the way to where I saw the entity I discussed this with my mom the day after and she claimed that when you're sick you're at the border between the dead and the living which makes it more likely for you to experience the paranormal growing up at that home I spent a lot of time outside the house we purchased was in a brand new neighborhood and everyone who lived there was the first to do so families with children are the ones who are most likely to move into a new home which is why I had so many friends there we would stay outside for hours on end and come up with fun stuff to do since we lived a bit outside the city our neighborhood was surrounded by fields which cultivated wheat and corn so there were hay bales stacked just over 50 metres roughly 160 feet away from one of the corners of the neighborhood we used to play at those hay bales a lot but when the Sun went down we didn't dare set foot there as we would scare each other off with stories about the human bird as it's called in Greek which was just an owl like bird but because none of us was aware of that the name alone was enough to scare us away from setting foot anywhere near that place one day when we were playing at the side of the neighborhood me and my friend decided to just sit and admire the beauty of our local nature when we saw something that look like a man standing on the bales staring right at us I didn't make the connection until now but it looked just like the Reaper I saw multiple times in the past only this time you can make out the arms my friend and I decided to go tell the others but in that split-second of us turning around the creature had disappeared why is that thing following me why me what does it want many creepy things happen at that time of my life and I just can't understand why a year later I moved to Sweden but I still visited Cyprus every summer as we kept the apartment and it was a nice place to visit during the summer we had two cats which I forgot to mention during the summer my grandmother would take care of them while we spend time at the apartment in Cyprus one day while on vacation there I was up late I had visited the restroom one last time before going to sleep at around 2 a.m. when everyone was sleeping I came out of this restroom right in front of the washing machine that was a creature or staring right at me it was like a cat only our cats were in Sweden at the time so it couldn't have been that it was pitch black even though there was light coming from the room and should have illuminated the thing but it didn't a pitch-black cat-like creature with two bright glowing reddish eyes staring right at me as if frozen in time it didn't make a single move I was terrified and had sped walk up to my room I just assumed it was the laundry basket since it was in front of the washing machine and although I couldn't justify the eyes I just assumed I imagined it when I woke up the next morning I realized that I was the first to have woken up and when I walked out of my room the laundry basket wasn't there but since I was the first to have woken up my mother couldn't have moved it in the case that the creature was indeed just an illusion caused by the darkness combined with the laundry basket I really loved that place but I can't look at it the same way after all of that it haunts me to this day minor creepy things happened even in broad daylight that same summer while sitting in the kitchen doing absolutely nothing and the deafening silence of a hot summer where everyone is at home hiding from the scorching sunlight I heard the noise a metal trash can makes when the lid it's closed for the last time what is going on why am i experiencing all of this it really makes no sense to me someone please explain even my next-door neighbor has stories to tell me but those are stories for another time for those who are curious it's stories that revolve around being possessed seeing really messed-up dreams vigorous shaking right before sleep as well as seeing silhouettes standing at the corner of his bed staring at him he even told me about this one time when it was the middle of the night he was under his blanket out of fear of the shadows staring at him he had just a little opening at the side so he wouldn't suffocate under the blanket thinking the shadows wouldn't really get up in his space when what seemed like a man bent over as if to peek at my friend for a split second then went upright again kind of like in the movies when there's gunfire and you want to peek for a split second but don't want to risk your life by looking for too long when he told me that stuff I just freaked out his mother made him read some verses from the Bible as she noticed how he was getting more and more aggressive with her he told me he enjoyed making her cry or as he put it using a cyprus expression it was my life to make her miserable reading those religious verses he said it's as if though he forgot how to read the words were distorted and he couldn't make out what it said all he could make out was Satan so he read that his mom didn't waste a second and purify the house with a religious ritual one made an appointment with a priest she knew when they visited the priest my priest was rebaptised in the priest used an extensive blessed palm oil the priest kept for his son that's he applied on my friend's chest in a cross shape and the palm oil turned his skin red as if burning the devil out of him he hasn't experienced anything since which makes me really happy for him as he really didn't deserve any of it there are many stories to tell but those are for another time [Music] my space good old my space I was 16 always on they're doing teenage stuff making my layout changing my music talking with friends this one kid would keep messaging me I would reply sometimes typical hello what's up kind of thing I thought nothing of it one day me and my friend Hannah were walking around the city as per usual we stopped in this complex building that is near my house just to take a break it was about 10:00 p.m. and I had to be home by 11:00 we were sitting on the stairs when some guy came up behind us and said to Hannah give a lighter she says no he walks away in about 15 minutes he came back and stood behind me I see in my peripheral a hand movement happening so I turned a little more and saw his hand of his pants moving up and down while facing me my heart instantly went into my stomach I wrote on my phone in the text to Hannah and said I think he's touching himself we felt stuck he sat down next to Hannah so close he was touching her arm I pretended to be on the phone so maybe he would leave he looks at the hand and goes is her name Nadia not my real name but you get it Hannah was instantly scared and blurted out to ask yourself but and I was still pretending to be on the phone about five minutes later the security guard walked around and said hello to us and talked to the kid we'll call him Antonio what's up Antonio hanging out with the ladies tonight I knew help had to be written all over my face why can't he see it then he says well if I hear two white girls go missing I know who to call at this point I felt more sick than I already did he leaves and yet Hannah and I are still feeling stuck a few minutes later his friends come along and go want to come inside I finally have enough energy to say no I have to go meet up with my cousin we start to get up in Antonia's friend's stands in front of me and says come on just for a little bit I said no me and Hannah start walking towards the exit my house is up the hill they start following us we get inside the tunnel and Anna says to take off your shoes so we can run we don't want them hearing where we go so there we are barefoot running like our lives depended on it we get on in my street ramp to my house go into the back hallway and it was so quiet all I heard was myself trying to catch my breath and I heard my heart beating in my ears I looked at Hannah scared just hiding behind a wall staring at the glass door waiting to see someone pop-up we eventually calmed each other down thought everything was over until the next morning when I logged into my space and had a message from him saying I know what house you live in with my street name I blocked him I never walked past that complex again a few weeks later I found out that he was in jail and from what I know now at 25 years old he's still in jail I can only imagine what he did but I hope I never run into him again [Music] I have lived in the same duplex with my mom for almost 11 years as a small two-bedroom that mirrors connected by the garage to the other unit though we had lived there for a long time it almost seemed new people were moving in and out almost yearly some people were friendly and wanted to hang out with us in someone had to keep to themselves the story is about a couple that fit the ladder we hardly ever saw either of them and knew next to nothing I knew she was much younger than him by the looks of things when seeing them coming home or leaving the house I knew they had dogs seeing toys and hearing a bark every once in a while but never seeing them outside and we knew they shopped at the same stores at us running into the wife once and her telling us she knew us but that was long and short of it we never heard a peep that was until I had a friend over playing games in the living room she heard it first and we paused her game wondering what the strange noise was but it was quiet again once the game began again I heard it a scream we paused and for a moment we thought of playing it off I shared a fence with an elementary school when kids screamed all day long while playing but then it was louder a woman was screaming for help we both ran to see what it was and outside saw my neighbor hanging out of her bedroom window naked screaming for help I told my friend to grab a blanket both because she was naked and because she was dangling above rose bushes and I ran to try and catch her before I even made it to their front door a hand reached out and pulled her back inside I ran back to the house and told my friend to call 9-1-1 while I woke my mom who was sleeping just home from work it was deathly quiet as we waited for the police wondering what to do - 20 year-old girls wondering if they should storm the house we didn't because that wouldn't have been smart luckily the police came before the anxious energy and adrenaline made us do something dumb and took my friend and me four statements we watched my crazy eyed neighbor be loaded into a police car staring daggers at us we asked about his wife and we're told she was going to be taken to the hospital I didn't see or hear from them for couple of weeks the dogs were still there and I would hear them barking wildly whenever I got home from work finally a truck showed up and all the woman's things were packed up and moved our weirdo landlady told my mother and me sternly that if the man ever came back we were to tell him to leave and call the cops if he refused finally mom got more details from the landlady he had been beating her for sometimes it turns out silently next door locking her naked and with the dogs in the extra room built in the garage that day he tried to choke her to death after she tried to escape he came by once wanting to get his things and then locked myself in my house with the lights off trying to keep my puppy quiet when he pounded on the door angrily that he was locked out of the other house other neighbors have come and gone since then and I even made friends with one but I hated going into that house somehow walking this familiar but mirrored halls and seeing that spare room gave me the creeps I wish I could have saved her that day I wish I could have saved her earlier I wish I could meet her again and tell her how sorry I am I couldn't help more but more than that I hope I never meet that man again [Music] I used to see dead people they used to stare at me until I blinked not just your typical see-through spirits and dated clothing but literal decomposing bodies I recently thought about how strange this recent experience was well outside the obvious my family is gifted and seeing hearing and feeling the paranormal some of us are also gifted in dreaming things I can cover those in later stories I live with my great-grandmother in a two apartment building she owned I hadn't had too many terrifying experiences until after she passed away when we moved to the first floor my sister and I shared a room with a curtain covering the doorway I slept on the top bunk and she slept on the bottom I remember always being afraid to close my eyes when it was bedtime at first I didn't know why and I always ended up facing the wall or covering my face with my blanket before long I would wake up to facing the room I remember thinking they know him awake now I can't turn my back my heart would start racing and there was a person standing by the doorway not moving but staring right at me one time I decided to sleep with my head by the bedroom doorway since they never walked past it maybe I wouldn't see them anymore I was so wrong I had not taken into consideration the body length mirror we had right across the doorway that showed the dark living room there one was standing by the doorway but this time it seemed like he was walking into our bedroom yet he only got closer in the mirror he still never took his decaying eyes off of me his dirty blonde hair was in patches dirt under his nails and bags under his eyes with his skin pressed to his skull like it was ripping away I was frozen from what seemed like forever until I blinked and he was gone from then knowin I decided I needed to sleep in my sister's bed with her she didn't see what I was seeing and I wasn't going to tell her either after all I was 12 and she was seven they kept coming closer and closer to the point where one was standing across from the bed so close that they could touch the bunk bed with her body if they were alive but this one didn't seem to no we were lying on the bottom bunk I didn't have eyes piercing my very being this time they just stood there probably looking at the empty top bunk for me my sister felt claustrophobic sleeping by the wall so she slept on the outside I held her every night when I would wake up and see them or I would at least wrap my legs around her I felt as if though they were trying to take her away I wasn't only afraid to sleep I was afraid to shower to close my eyes when I wash my hair and face so I tried to never do it that first part took a long time but this part shouldn't be as long six years later and we moved out and I stopped seeing them I forgot about them until last year when I was 28 when I was sleeping over at a friend's apartment we were in her room so as not to disturb her roommates and she was smoking I decided to try it since I trusted her and we were just having fun drinking and watching Rocky Horror before long she fell asleep on the couch across from me and I fell asleep half on her bed and half on the floor because her bed was on the floor I woke up my vision blurred and I saw a horde of decomposing bodies standing across from me pointing and twisting their figures about by her door they were inching closer and suddenly appeared to be hovering over me like they wanted to grab me I started panicking and crying trying to move my body but I couldn't budge I finally calmed myself down and was able to let out one forceful kick to her leg she automatically woke up I could move again and they were gone I don't know why they came back or why i attracted whatever these kinds of spirits are but I think it's just odd that's after 16 years they appeared again they among other things made my childhood a nightmare I really hope I don't experience anything like this again [Music] thus event occurred a little over two years ago I'm from Texas but this happen in Tennessee one summer I took a road trip with my friend for privacy reasons we'll call her Sarah I traveled with my friend Sarah and her family on the second day of our trip Sarah's mom allowed Sarah and I to go ziplining by ourselves so Sarah and I arrived in the place to see a big group of people ranging from all ages ready to zipline the instructor's started lining us up and dividing us into van numbers because our group was so big we needed multiple vans to take us to the campsite where we would be ziplining while me and Sarah were standing in line we realized a man in front of us trying to take a selfie with this big camera he had his hands so high up that me and her were in the background he realized us staring and quickly turned around and smiled we all laughed about it he started up a conversation with me and Sarah he started asking where we were from considering we were in a tourist area at this point I had no weird feelings about this guy I thought he was just being friendly and wanted to have small talk Sarah did most of the talking and I silently stood next to her he started telling us stuff about him he toes who is 22 years old and was traveling we thought this was cool and was interested in what he was saying eventually the instructors had us get in the vans vans had about eight seats I was first to get into the van and then Sarah was after me I had realized that there was a woman next to get into the van but the camera guy quickly jumped in front of her and took the seat that was next to Sarah quickly there and filled up in the people leftover went to another one while in the van the camera guy continued to talk to us at this point I had a weird feeling about him he started to ask us more detailed questions he asked us what her names were I quickly told Sarah and had to tell him our real names but she didn't listen to me and told him our real name I never told him mine on the trip to the site the camera guy contained to ask my friend more questions like what her Instagram and snapchat were sad me feeling weird considering we had told him our ages back at the zipline building we were 14 and this made me feel off considering that he was 22 he then proceeded to ask Sara and I to take pictures with him I then told him no and held up my hand to block the camera and tried telling her not to engage with him but she thought everything was fine so she did take pictures with him eventually we reached the campsite and everyone got out the instructor then began telling us the rules and giving us directions as me and Sara moved to the front to hear better camera guy moved slowly behind us Sara finally caught on to what I was feeling which was discomfort from the sky so me and her kept moving around the group to get away from him he just kept following us the instructors finally ended their talk and asked us who wanted to go first I volunteered first and then my friend Sara after me we wanted to get away from him as fast as we could but then he has predicted went right after us me and her did the right thing and told the instructors that he wouldn't stop following us and trying to talk to us the instructors then held him up and allowed people in front of him I felt like I needed to say something so he would leave us alone when he finally met back up with us I walk up to him and said hey so don't know what you're trying to do but you can stop following us now I'm not trying to be rude or anything I'm just informing you you're much older than us and you know our age I don't think it's right so just please stop following us he then proceeded to throw his hands up in defense and back away saying he didn't mean to but they went back to normal when when we left the campsite to our luck the camera guy took a different van hey friends thanks for listening be sure to subscribe and click that notification bow to be alerted of all future narrations if you got a story be sure to submit them to my subreddit our let's read official and give and receive feedback from the community and maybe even hear it featured here on the channel and if you'd like to support me even more grab early access to all future narrations for just $1 a month on patreon and maybe even pick up some let's read merch on Spreadshirt comm links in the bio thanks so much friends and I'll see you again soon

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Length: 86min 22sec (5182 seconds)

Published: Mon Sep 10 2018

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