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My Haunting...When I was about fifteen years old, my mother decided to move to a new apartment. We were living in Mesa, Arizona. The apartment we moved into hadn't been updated in about seven years, and it looked like it! I was at home alone a lot, my brother was a rebel teenager and always on the move, my mother worked long hours to support us. My father was out of the picture.
About three months after we moved in, I started to hear quiet noises upstairs whenever I was downstairs. Things like creaks of footsteps pacing above my head...sometimes the soft sound of an upstairs door opening, a slow squeaking noise. Gentle "tapping" sounds inside the walls...but, only when I was alone. My mother's bedroom was across the hall from mine upstairs. My bedroom ran alongside the staircase; there was a low window at the top of the stairs. One night, my mother had gone to bed early and I stayed up in my room reading until about two in the morning. I always stayed up late in that apartment because I felt like someone was watching me...waiting.
Well, on that particular night, about half an hour after I turned out the lights I was STILL awake! I slept with my door open, I just always had. My back was to the door when I felt the hairs on the back of my neck and arms stand straight up. I didn't know why, but I knew that if I turned around this night, I would see something... and I did! When, after much deliberation, I rolled over to face the doorway, I saw it!
It was the silhouette of a tall man in a long overcoat...standing in front of the window. At first I thought it was a real person, it seemed if he had stepped six inches closer I could have seen a face. He was standing there, watching me...I wanted to scream but I couldn't. I squeezed my eyes shut and got prepared to holler out for my mom, but when I opened my eyes, it was gone!! I laid awake until the sun started to come up, just waiting to see if it would appear again...it didn't and I never saw that image again while in that apartment.
Later, I came to find out that a man who used to molest his youngest son had lived there...and after him, a man who had tried to kill his girlfriend had lived there. One of them had to have left that demonic spirit behind when they left. I felt him that night. I've never been so terrified since!
-Nikki.
