My old haunted house.
I was adopted when I was old enough to climb out of my cradle but not old enough to walk yet.
I was always seen playing laughing on my own.. sometimes I get bruises from not doing anything but cry.
So I was brought up in this house already too big for 3 what more for 2.
, my adopted family are believed to have guardians.. So my Father have 2 guardians (don't look that nice). and the house had a few of its own. What annoyed me about the ones in the house were when they show up.. they look like us.. either like my dad mum or i.. sometimes they even mimic our voice.. and when we get to the room or something.. no one is there.
I had guests that were disturbed by them. They make all sorts of funny noises.. sometimes even shake the bed or chair a little bit giving it enough vibration to scare of anyone. One have heard knocks on all four walls etc. and Yes their most famous stunt is to dress up like us.. talk and walk like us. and then excuse themselves before we were at place.
As bullies as they can be... atleast I know their loyalty were with us. My parents went overseas and left me alone in the house. I was awaken one night by my father's voice... when I opened my eyes, he was standing infront of me with my baseball bat. He told me to take my softball bat cause we needed to beat up some bad people. So I just took my softball bad without thinking... (he isn't in the house and he is overseas) when i followed him down.. I was face to face with 3 men holding weapons enough to kill me with one swing. The three men were speaking in a language i don't understand.. looked frightened to see me... so i turned to my back and saw another 3 look alike like me.. and then I fainted.
I was awaken by a policeman. and he asked me if I was ok... if I injured myself, etc. And then he asked me how I managed to tie up all the three men. Honestly, I don't remember.
Years later, we sold the house as it was too big for the three of us. The last tenant that stayed there did not even last a year... and the ones they rent it out too.. more or less had the same length of stay. Till today, the house is empty.
I was always seen playing laughing on my own.. sometimes I get bruises from not doing anything but cry.
So I was brought up in this house already too big for 3 what more for 2.
, my adopted family are believed to have guardians.. So my Father have 2 guardians (don't look that nice). and the house had a few of its own. What annoyed me about the ones in the house were when they show up.. they look like us.. either like my dad mum or i.. sometimes they even mimic our voice.. and when we get to the room or something.. no one is there.
I had guests that were disturbed by them. They make all sorts of funny noises.. sometimes even shake the bed or chair a little bit giving it enough vibration to scare of anyone. One have heard knocks on all four walls etc. and Yes their most famous stunt is to dress up like us.. talk and walk like us. and then excuse themselves before we were at place.
As bullies as they can be... atleast I know their loyalty were with us. My parents went overseas and left me alone in the house. I was awaken one night by my father's voice... when I opened my eyes, he was standing infront of me with my baseball bat. He told me to take my softball bat cause we needed to beat up some bad people. So I just took my softball bad without thinking... (he isn't in the house and he is overseas) when i followed him down.. I was face to face with 3 men holding weapons enough to kill me with one swing. The three men were speaking in a language i don't understand.. looked frightened to see me... so i turned to my back and saw another 3 look alike like me.. and then I fainted.
I was awaken by a policeman. and he asked me if I was ok... if I injured myself, etc. And then he asked me how I managed to tie up all the three men. Honestly, I don't remember.
Years later, we sold the house as it was too big for the three of us. The last tenant that stayed there did not even last a year... and the ones they rent it out too.. more or less had the same length of stay. Till today, the house is empty.