- May 4, 2017
- 22
- 15
- Country
- United States
- Gender
- Male
- Faith
- Christian
- Marital Status
- Single
I don't really know how to put it, please don't think i'm crazy, but I think my house is haunted. I reached for my tv remote, and it was flung out the window. I went outside to get it, and when I came back inside, I started to watch TV. I heard a rustling sound from my bed, and the light seemed to be bent, like heated air. Everything in my bedroom was on the floor and it looked like the Tasmanian devil from Looney toons was in there. That night, it felt like I was being held down. I was awake, because I felt everything. I couldn't get up with all of my might, mind you I can lift a sleeper sofa alone, and bend metal easily. I couldn't get up no matter how hard I tried. In the morning, I could move, but had these wicked scratch marks and it looked like red eyes in my closet. I made some cereal, shaking in fear, and heard the creepiest thing in my life. "Come to the attic or don't go anywhere at all". I obeyed, and there was a picture on a vent up there. Then an outline of a tall and contorted man with the light twisted inside the outline ran at me. I have no idea what's going on in my house.
