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Ever find yourself sprinting up the stairs, heart pounding, as if pursued by an unseen force? That's just a snippet of the haunting experiences I'm sharing with you today, ones that blur the lines between innocent imagination and the spine-chilling realm of the paranormal. Our journey begins with a recollection of my childhood home—a place where laughter intertwined with an ever-present sense of dread, and stairs became a sprinting ground for reasons beyond our understanding. The story escalates with the mysterious sightings of a little boy, an apparition that left my then-boyfriend T ghostly pale and sparked an enduring mystery that would stalk the edges of my life for years to come.
As the night descends, we transition to a Halloween tale that's no trick, all treat—for those who savor the shivers, that is. Imagine a casual high school Halloween party turned scene for supernatural sightings: a shadowy figure with claws, an eerie encounter that remains etched in my memory, and the odd phenomenon of a seemingly blood-tinted napkin. No need to pinch yourself; these are the real accounts from friends and myself, narratives that question the very fabric of our reality. Join us, if you dare, for a podcast episode that invites you to explore the inexplicable and the haunting memories that linger long after the light of day fades away.
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Ever find yourself sprinting up the stairs, heart pounding, as if pursued by an unseen force? That's just a snippet of the haunting experiences I'm sharing with you today, ones that blur the lines between innocent imagination and the spine-chilling realm of the paranormal. Our journey begins with a recollection of my childhood home—a place where laughter intertwined with an ever-present sense of dread, and stairs became a sprinting ground for reasons beyond our understanding. The story escalates with the mysterious sightings of a little boy, an apparition that left my then-boyfriend T ghostly pale and sparked an enduring mystery that would stalk the edges of my life for years to come.
As the night descends, we transition to a Halloween tale that's no trick, all treat—for those who savor the shivers, that is. Imagine a casual high school Halloween party turned scene for supernatural sightings: a shadowy figure with claws, an eerie encounter that remains etched in my memory, and the odd phenomenon of a seemingly blood-tinted napkin. No need to pinch yourself; these are the real accounts from friends and myself, narratives that question the very fabric of our reality. Join us, if you dare, for a podcast episode that invites you to explore the inexplicable and the haunting memories that linger long after the light of day fades away.
Let's begin. We moved into a house when I was about 10. We had plenty of friends in the neighborhood and we had the biggest yard, so our house was like a revolving door. A few of our friends would stay at our house, often because they enjoyed the creepy stuff that happens. One thing that all of us agreed on is that we always had an uneasy feeling walking up the stairs. We couldn't walk up the stairs because you'd always get this sudden rush of terror like something there was chasing you. Some of our friends made jokes it was because of a ghost.
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When I turned 15, I started dating a boy named T. One day he came over and the whole family decided to do a movie night. T and I sat by the door that gave you a whole, full view of the stairs. The rest of the family was on the other side, where they wouldn't have been able to see During the movie. T asked why we didn't have my little brother watching him with us. I was the second oldest of seven, so if you see a kid, it wasn't out of the ordinary. I looked over at my three brothers sitting next to my mom and told him they were there. His face went white. I'll always remember how fast his face turned into a sunken white mask almost. I got worried and tried getting him to talk. He said he's gone. I asked who's gone? T's voice started shaking. He was right there. There was a little boy on the stairs staring at me. Where did he go? I didn't know what to say. We were both at a loss for words.
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A couple weeks later, a couple of my friends came over after school and they all said they had seen a boy on the stairs following me. None of my brothers were there. I'm now 25. My parents still live in that house and I still have to run up the stairs like that 15 year old girl because I know he's still up there. But the question is who is he there for? Or why is he there?
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And here's the second story. So me and my friends go to this private school and we're all pretty stupid, funny, lame, smart kids, you know. And so I know no one will ever believe us, but I swear on my life. This happened Now. This happened when I was young. So on Halloween we went up to the school for a Halloween party with our grade. We were, and still are kids and we all just had fun and played around like we were supposed to.
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But later on in the night, like 8pm, I was getting food since they served it out when I heard some heavy pounding near the basketball court. I looked around to see if anyone noticed it. But it didn't look like they did because they just kept talking. So I thought it was a little weird. But me being a horror loving kid, I went towards a noise to investigate. I thought it'd be cool.
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As soon as I went to the basketball court, my funny demeanor dropped what I saw. No one ever believed me, but I swear on my life. I saw a giant ass, tall, black figure. It was nighttime so I had a hard time seeing and I didn't have my glasses so I couldn't make out anything. But what I did see was an all black creature with claws. I almost dropped my food and as soon as I blinked the thing was gone. I looked around to see if anything happened, but it didn't. I thought I was going insane and or high from how much sugar I had. But I left it alone because I knew kids like me see stuff like that. But it wasn't true. But something about the way it stared down at me. I still can't shake to this day.
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I went back with my friends and didn't bring it up, knowing that they wouldn't believe me. But a couple days later my friend group and I were at our after school program when we started talking about the party and a couple of my friends saw some weird stuff too. One of my friends said she saw a napkin that was reddish, but not really. She thought some kid had a nosebleed which one person did and left the napkins there by accident. She didn't want to touch it though, so she left that alone too.
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Another one of my friends the day before swears on her life that when she was ready to get picked up by the bus she saw a creepy mask like from one of those killer movies like Halloween, and she saw it was also reddish, but she also left it alone, thinking nothing of it. And lastly, one of my guy friends also heard noises coming from the basketball court earlier in the night of the party, so he went to check it out and swears he saw the same mask. My other friend did Me, being semi-scared about how my friends also witnessed something weird that night. I told them what I saw. They believed me and said something about that night was off. Although nothing strange happened ever again, it still does give me chills to this day.