Wow, thats from pretty freaky stuff Flockers. I would have been scared shitless but at the same time I would love to talk to those little girls and everything. I would be great to find out why they are still at the house. Are they visiting from heaven? Have they seen it? etc etc...
Well for my story, the house I am currently living at is haunted to a degree. At first I would hear strange noises and flickers of light coming from the other side of the basement but nothing major like appartions or anything(my room is in the finished basement) But, the biggest thing that happened to me personally was... I awoke in the middle of the night, about a couple months ago, to find that basement sink faucet was running. I got out of bed, walked over to the sink and as about to shut it off when I saw the handle turn and the faucet shut off by itself!!! Now that scared the shit out of me! I ran upstairs like a little girl and slept on the couch the rest of the night. I didn't get much sleep as you could have guess..lol.. After that insident though, I did some research and found out that the previous owners had lived there for the entire life so I assume they might have died in the house or whatnot. So, in turn, that was kind of comforting b/c I know its just the old people in the house sometimes. Since that insident, nothing has happened out of the ordinary but I just wanted to share that story b/c it happened to me first-hand.
by creamdoorthirtyniner » Wed Jun 08, 2005 4:17 pm
Scary stuff there Closest thing I've ever had to a "ghostly encounter" was when I woke up, about six years ago, after watching Star Wars episode 6, and I saw an outline of a person that resembled Boba Fett
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Well, after posting this, I called up my aunt and she told me what she found out about the house. Apparently in the 1940’s there was a German immigrant family that lived there. There was a wife, husband, two daughters, and a dog. Well, the family needed help to run the farm because the husband and the wife couldn’t do it themselves, so they hired a farmhand, who was Native American. The area wasn’t a very friendly place if you weren’t white in those times (it isn’t really ethnically accepting now, I’ve seen first hand). After a few years, the family started to leave their young daughters at home alone when they went into town for groceries or supplies. The farmhand apparently had been sexually molesting both of the young girls for some time now. I think he thought they were going to tell the parent’s and he killed both of the girls with a hammer and hid their bodies in the cellar. There was a two day search for the girls and they found the bodies when the dog came upstairs with one littlest ones blood soaked doll. They later found the hammer and the farmhand’s blood stained clothes in the field. I don’t know what happened to the guy after that.
That is just a summary of what happened. We had a conversation that lasted a few hours about it this afternoon, so I thought I’d pass it on to you guys.