06 May 2016 | May 2016
When I was little, my family lived in a quiet two-level condo-style apartment in San Diego. We rented the condo for ten years or so, and my parents later elected to buy it. As time went by, strange things would happen. There was an apartment unit in the building across from me that could never stay occupied. One year a man committed suicide there, another woman left in the middle of the night, and all who lived there seemed to have some kind-of misfortune.
Eventually strange things started happing to us. Door knobs would turn by themselves, strange noises, and even blankets would be pulled from us at night. I would see strange figures standing around the house, and there were always shadows, where there should never have been any shadows. My family are not inclined to believe in ghosts or anything like that. But one year me and my sister will never forget made her believe.
Since she was older than me, she would watch me for about two hours or so after school until my dad would get home from work. One day we were playing with our toys on the stairs. We were being a little loud that day, and our mother had already asked us to keep the noise down. We had chosen to ignore her and all of a sudden, while I was on the bottom step, I looked up and saw what looked like my dad upstairs at the top step. He slowly put his index finger over his lip and let out a “Shhh!!” sound. I think I fell into a state of shock and started screaming. The doppelganger of my father just smiled at me. My sister who, must have heard me screaming, dropped everything and came over to see what I was staring at, and that’s when she saw him too. I think remained in shock all day.
When dad finally came home for real about an hour or so later, he wondered why we were so quiet. Years later I told him about the incident, and he didn’t really have much to say about it. I don’t think he believed me. But it did happen.
Submitted by Wayne
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