Awakened by Ghostly Rapping on the Window

13 September 2016 | Haunted houses

The first house we lived in was alive with spirits. My parents didn’t like to mention it—but it was. I was probably 4 at the time when I first noticed it. We were having a family reunion at our house and had the whole family over. Lots of food, lots of play and lots of fun to be had with my cousins. I remember being tired and wanting to go to sleep just when the sun went down, so I went to my room and fell asleep. The party was still going on downstairs.

I woke up to someone knocking at my window, but it wasn’t a polite knock. It was like pounding with urgency. I didn’t think anything of it except that it was probably one of my cousins being mean or something. But the knocking hadn’t stopped. It was just a constant knocking. I got out of bed to see who it was. I walked over to the window and opened my curtains, and while the loud knocking was still happening, there was no one there in front or on the side of the window.

Ghosts by Lauri HeikkinenI remember my breathing getting really heavy and tears forming in my eyes. I couldn’t move I was so scared. Somehow, I broke free of thee paralysis and ran out to the living room, which was empty other than the TV being on, the clock on the wall that said it was almost 4am and my mother fast asleep on the couch. It definitely wasn’t my cousins at that time.

Another encounter took place around the same period. I woke up early in the morning while everyone was still asleep. I was making a bowl of cereal in the kitchen when I started to feel kind of weird. I opened the fridge door to get the milk and I looked toward the other end of the kitchen and saw a hand, just a hand, slowly fingering for me to “come here”. I did, right away as a matter of fact thinking it was my dad, but when I turned the corner no one was around. They were all sleeping still.

There were other things that happened. What I do remember strongly is never feeling alone. Even if I was home alone the house would feel alive. I think a lot happened in that place—and I do believe some of it was not good.

 

Submitted by Anon.

Image – Ghost by Lauri Heikkinen

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