When I was almost four, my mom invited my aunt and cousin over to our house. I was excited to see my cousin as I would have someone to play with. I didn’t hear them arrive but mom called out to let me know my cousin was there. I left my bedroom at the end of the hallway and ran into the living room to see my mom, aunt, cousin, and several other people. She and I quickly decided to go to my room and on the way, she asked me who everyone else there was. I told her I didn’t know.
Eventually, we’re bored so we go back to our moms and I think it’s weird that our moms are watching TV with all of these people around. I could hear them talking to each other but didn’t catch or didn’t understand what they were talking about. I could smell cigarettes, hear ice in glasses, and a stereo or some music was on. Our moms, just wanting to talk and spend time with people their own age, told us that we could go jump on my parents bed. Well, it’s ’81 and that was one step below getting a pony; You didn’t have to tell us twice. My cousin commented about the smell of smoke and all of the noise as we headed to the bedroom.
Here’s where I have to give you a little information on my parents room. It had a master bath and a sliding glass door that lead to a small sun porch, the sun porch had a screen door to the large backyard. So we’re jumping and having a great time when I see what looks like a pair of huge eyes on the bottom right of the door. At the time, I thought they looked like Garfield only not overlapping and they were practically glowing. I pointed them out to my cousin and as she was looking but about to dismiss it, they looked at her. We freaked out and she decided we had to get our moms. I watched it as she leapt from the bed and they followed her movement, which made me getting off the bed even more terrifying. We ran out to the party and explain what we saw, but we’re only told to go back and turn the light off. They insisted it was just a reflection. We go back down the hall, but don’t want to go back to the room. Just as we try to turn back down the hall, a man in a dark suit walks out of my dark bedroom past us and my aunt yells at us to grow up and go back to jumping on the bed. We didn’t like the idea, but we really didn’t want her to come down the hall angry either. So we beg for them to come look once more, but that just brought on “the count” you get as a warning that you are about to be in trouble.
We look into the room and the eyes are looking right at us. Our plan is to hit the lights and bolt for the bed no matter what. My cousin hit the switch. I instantly realize that you can’t see the back yard. With the light off, the bright orange street light lets you see not only the back yard but the houses behind it. The eyes were still there. Whatever it might be it’s blocking the entire door.We bolt for the bed and cover up under the blankets. That whole kid thing that nothing can get you under blankets. Next thing I know we’ve fallen asleep and we’re being woken up by our moms. We try to point it out, but the eyes are gone and so are the people.
My cousin says she doesn’t remember, but that after we spoke about it up until she was about 8 when she said she didn’t ever want to talk about it anymore. I think our very religious grandmother convinced her she would go to Hell if she kept talking about it. The weirdest part of all of this is that over 30yrs later my mom remembers that night and wishes she had checked it out. I said something about her being too busy with the party.
“What party?’ she asked.
I told her about all of the people, the smoke, music, and wondering then how they could have the tv with so many people. She told me there weren’t any other people there. I kept insisting my cousin and I had both seen the same thing but she refused to talk about it ages ago. My mom has tons of questions and I did my best to answer them, but she still maintains that no one else was there that night.
I don’t know what my cousin and I experienced. I don’t know if it was something evil in the window and a haunting in the rest of the house or what but I know I saw something. My mother knows we tried to get her attention. It was the weirdest thing I had ever seen.
Submitted by Anon. to Weird Darkness and My Haunted Life Too.
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