Stories That Begin with
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Kasey
Kristy's House
Kasey
From: Kimberly McCutchen
E:mail: tears@(nospam)wf.net
I've lived in two haunted
houses in my life. The first house I grew up in was haunted by a
ghost named Kasey. He was the former owner and had died in his
sleep from a massave heart attack. While we lived there, Kasey
would hide objects, then leave them in plane view as well as play
with the washer and dryer during the night. My mother, father,
older brother and myself have all had encounters with him. My
father, when he saw a tall shadow walking me (back when I was a
sleep walker) back to my room, my mother when she saw a shadow
close the door to her room (when we all slept in the same room)
and I said in my sleep "That was Kasey, Mom." and my
older brother when he had friends over and slipped his hand under
the closed door to retreave a marble. He felt a pressure, like
someone standing on his hand, only it wasn't painful. He just
couldn't pull his hand back. He started getting scared and it
released him suddenly. When he whipped open the door, this taking
all of a few seconds from the time he drew his hand back, no one
was there. I saw him one night when I was about 9. We had gotten
in the habbit of sleeping in my parents room ( considering it WAS
haunted, even a friendly spirit was freaky) and, one night when
my father left the bed, I saw a shadow appear in mid air, like a
split screen. Needless to say I was scared as it looked around
the room. I must have made some noise because it's head whipped
toward me before it disappear. Then in 1986, the house burned and
the minute we entered it we knew that Kasey was gone.
When we moved onto an Ait Force
base in Alabama, my father and myself had seen and heard strange
things. Once, while walking from a field with a friend, I saw
from the corner of my eye a man dressed in a navel uniform
decending some stairs. When I turned my head I saw a building
thats entrance had be walled up and no stairs decended from that
side of the building. At the house though, there were always
footsteps walking down the hallway, and late at night when I was
the only one awake I'd see people. They were more like shadows
and I always thought it was my younger brother peeking from
around the wall to scare me. Whenever that happened I would
immediately go check on him, only to find he was dead asleep (no
pun intended). One night, while I was on the computer, I felt a
presence at my back. Thinking my father had awaken and was
standing behind me getting ready to scare me ( we are terminal
practical jokers) I whirled around only to find nothing there. I
didn't feel cold though, it felt like when someone stands so
close to you your ALMOST touching and can feel their body heat.
It was after that incident that I told my father. He said the
same stuff had been happening to him but he didn't want to alarm
anyone. He then told me he had researched where we were living
and wouldn't you know... In WWII Gunter Air Field was used as a
training field. There we quiet a few crashes and many lives lost
as the planes of that day were perfected. The new houseing area
had been built on the old runway. The reason for our nightly
visitors. Only twice did I feel that I was in the presence of
evil, in my room. Both time I stayed away for a few hours and
when I returned, there was nothing there.
Just thought I'd share a few
encounters of ghosts that I have proof of... The others I've
heard of seen...well...thats a whole nother story..............
Tears
I
tried to reply to your story but it was returned back to me. So
I'll just thank you here. I got chills reading your story! Thanks
-Jennifer
Kristy's House
Author: Kristy
Email:LadyKLH46@(nospam)aol.com
I've had a few terrifying
moments in my house before - here's 3 of them.
One night, I was sitting at the
kitchen table, reading. My parents were outside, and my brothers
were in the living room, watching TV. Suddenly, I heard knocking
on the ceiling. Without thinking, I went to the stairs, and
yelled at my brother's to stop banging on the floor. But then I
realized that they were both in the living room.
About a year or 2 later, my
uncle was putting tile down in the bathroom. My mom was standing
in the doorway, and when he looked up, her saw a man all in white
walk by. He thought they were his co-workers, and he stood up to
get them. But when he walked out of the bathroom, there was no
one there. He then assumed someone was in the house, and he went
all over the house looking for the man. But the man seemed to
have disappeared.
It was a few months later or so
that I was sitting at the table with my parents. I happened to
look over towards the garage door, and I saw a hazy figures all
in white standing there, and I could tell it was a man. I felt
the blood drain from my face, and I started yelling and pointing.
I started crying and laughing and going hysterical all at the
same time.
On occasion, my brother Teddy
has heard whispering in the upstairs hallway when he was up there
alone. My father has heard knocking and scratching in the corner
of the living room, as if someone was trying to get in. My dad
even came downstairs once, and everything came flying out of the
pantry! I myself has heard muffled talking late at night, when
everyone is asleep. At first I think it's the TV,but then I
remember that everyone is in bed. Once I got out of bed to see
what was downstairs, but when I reached to the top of the stairs,
it stopped.
It is rather strange, because
this is a new house - no one lived in it before us. But this land
was once farmland, so you never know.
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