posted on May, 9 2005 @ 11:21 PM
Ya i will tell him to do that, that's not the only time he had expereince like that. Here's another one for you guys. When i was a kid, we grew up
in this old house. Probably a mile from where i live now. I live in southern california. Out of everyone in my family. My grandpa and grandma are the
most senitive to ghosts. I am chinese-american. If you know alot of chinese culture, ghosts are apart of our belief, religon and our lives. Anyways, i
will tell you two stories about our old house. I moved outta that house when i was about 4-5. But yet i still remember certains things at that house.
Let me tell you my story first. As a kid, my mom use to tell me their was no such things as ghosts. Since my older siblings use to tease me and scare
me about them. So she use to tell me there was no such thing. In the old house...i remember one time....I was about 4-5 i was sitting alone on the
couch. Watching T.V it was around 9-10 i remember the time because that's when my mom would call me to go to sleep. Now She told me to turn off the
T.V and go to sleep. I remember that my T.V was an old T.V with no remote control. you had to get up to change the channels and stuff like that, it
had a knob on it. So what i did was got up, and turned off the T.V and headed out to my room. Then i heard the T.V turn on again. It was totally
werid. I turned it off. Walked away again and it turned on by itself again. Of course i was scared #less by now. Then something told me to turn and
look at the couch where i was sitting on. And i didn't see anything at first, then i noticed almost like a imprint of someone sitting on the couch.
But nothing was there. And no it wasn't the same place where i was sitting at eariler. I freaked out and ran into my mom's room. Lets just say i
didn't sleep alone that night. lol. It seem alot of times i would sleep with my mom, living in that house. Another time.....I was sleeping in my
room, it was late at night, and i heard almost like glass dishes breaking in the kitchen. Worried and scared #less...that it might be a buguar or
worst...i got outta my bed and peeked into the kitchen. I turned on the light....and i looked on the ground....Nothing was broken. That was just my
story.
Now this story happen to my sister. My sister at the time when we lived in that house, she was like in 2nd grade. Now understand this... i always had
suspisons of the house being haunted...my sister didn't tell me this story until maybe 2-3 months ago. She told me that....one night in the old
house, she was sleeping and she woke up to find herself floating in the air, like a feet above the bed. She said it almost felt like someone was
picking her up slowly....she then started to float away from the bed when she kicked the bed post and prevented herself from floating away. She said
she was pretty much parazlyed, but started to pray and was then only able to break free from what was lifting her up.
Now this is my brothers story...the same brother who had that late night visit by the cleaning lady.... He told me this. My grandpa use to tell him
that the room he slept in....he seen an old man in it. Now he didn't describe the old man, but my grandpa knew it was a ghost. My grandpa almost said
he believe someone passed away in that room which they slept it freaky huh? My brothers use to tell me they would hear footsteps late at night in the
room, or in the house, or they would hear breathing in the dark...they always knew they weren't alone..... Anyways we didnt live in that house that
long maybe a year or two...I asked my mom about her incidents but she would still to this day deny it....i always wondered why we moved out so fast.
The funny thing is when i ask my mom....and confront her with the story...her first reaction would be in chinese "what did it look like" instead of
saying.....there is no such thing. Anyways, these are a few stories from my old house. i went back to visit that house a few years ago...its abandon
now...I know why. lol. Anyways just a few stories to tell you folks. tell me what you think. Thanks for listening