New Home?

THIS WAS WRITTEN/TYPED 2 YEARS AGO.
I DIDN’T MADE THIS UP, EVERYTHING YOU READ HERE IS TRUE.

Since I was a kid, I’ve always been known as the brave girl, the girl thats not afraid of scary stuff and/or ghosts, the girl who likes to hear scary stories, the girl who likes to see creepy stuff and wouldn’t be scared. I’ve passed all the bravery test from different organization from my school(bravery test in my school where we would camp in our campus then will wait for 12o’clock then individually would room around the old bldgs of the school looking for specific objects etc..)

I’m 19 years old now and we’ve been relocating from different houses because of my mother’s work. From that every houses, I tend to see ghosts… sometimes they came with a family, sometimes they’re just children etc.

Before I continue my story, I want you to know what does ghosts looked like when I see them… I tend to spot them on my peripheral vision… they tend to be vague or not so clear so I’ll know immediately that they’re not one of us and sometimes when I make eye contact(well some of them doesn’t have faces) they will shatter into pieces and vanish or fade slowly… I don’t know if I’m the only one who’s experiencing this though. I’m used seeing ghost and I never been scared… not until this last house we’ve rented.

The owner said that it was vacant for just 6months or so but not more than a year… well it doesn’t looked like it… when I first saw the house, its like its been vacant more than 2 years…

Upon entering the house, you would feel that heavy vibe… like you’re being watch or something. when you open and enter the house, on your left you would see our dining table then on your right would see our living room then next to the living room would be the staircase then pass the staircase would be our kitchen then on the far end there’s this white door. (Sorry I’m not good at describing things) the house is pretty small, just enough for my mother, me and my two brothers.

First Night: we’re currently still transferring our stuff to this new home. I was left in the new house with my dog. I was cleaning/organizing things when my dog started barking on that white door at the far end… since from the very start, I already felt that the house have this heavy vibe with it and I can sense that there’s ghost in this house… and in first time in forever I got scared… I don’t know why I got scared since I’m very used experiencing supernatural blah blah…

I contemplate whether to get my dog or just let him bark until he gets tired of it… the house is pretty dark at this moment because not all the light bulbs were working… finally, I decided to get my dog, put a leash on him and tie him at the entrance door beside me… at this point, I avoid looking onto the direction of that white door… I can feel that anytime a spirit/ghosts would come out from that door… I waited till my mother and two brothers arrive…

a couple of hours passed and we are now preparing to sleep (btw My dog used to sleep in my bedroom but now my mother and I share the same bedroom, my dog still stays with me… ) suddenly my dog ran downstairs barking… its already dark downstairs.. as in lights off… my mother asked me to get my dog because she fears that our neighbour would complain about the loud barking of my dog… I refuse.. I immediately told my mom that I feel strange in this house… I then asked my older brother to get my dog… when my brother went to our room, he said that my dog was barking at that white door and surprisingly that door was already open…

At this point I told my family that I’m scared… I never felt this way before and whatever that thing thats inside that white door is the reason why I feel this way… then again my dog ran again downstairs and start barking… me and my two brothers looked at each other and refuse to go down… but my mother insisted that we cannot let our dog bark all night so I collect my self and try to retrieve my dog…

Walking slowly… heart beating real fast.. I peek on the staircase then I saw HER… A woman.. long hair and she’s about to go upstairs… whats even creepier is that she’s staring back at me… eyes wide more than a human I think can do… I quickly ran back to the bedroom and told my mom that I can’t.. I really can’t and I started lying on the bed hiding my face from them…

I don’t understand… I’ve seen ghosts before even closer to HER but why am I so scared.. maybe because most of the ‘white ladies’ that I’ve seen were faceless and unfortunately HER have a face on it…

Days passed: I refuse to go to that white door alone…
“but we need to clean it” my mom said

and I replied “I don’t want to be in there… I don’t want to see HER!”

my mom looked confused then she replied “HER?… you mean the old lady? You seen her too?”

This time I’m the one who’s confused “old lady? No she’s not that old… I’ve seen HER and she’s not old”

then my mom said “well that room still needs some cleaning and if you don’t want to do it, I’ll do it”

I don’t want my mom doing this heavy cleaning or heavy chores in the house because she’s growing older now and she shouldn’t do this stuff anymore.

“Okay okay I’ll do it!” I said.

I asked my two brothers to help me… inside that white door, there’s this small room that I think is supposedly the maids room and beside it is a very small bathroom with low ceiling… at this point I can feel that heavy vibe going stronger like were intruding someone else’s place… when we started cleaning the small bathroom, we turned on the light and it started flickering… maybe because the bulb is too old and now broken, I think calming my self… then we started pouring water onto the ground then suddenly the cap from the drainage on the ground started moving… me and my brothers step back… its like something was going to burst from there…

Then the cap finally opened then… dozen and dozen or like mountains of cockroaches burst out! Gahd I may not be scared of supernatural things but I’m scared with those filthy insects, feeling butterfly everytime they decided to open their wings.. pfft..

After a couple of weeks: I get used seeing HER, sometimes passing beside me… or seeing her in the study room(btw the house has 3 bedrooms upstairs, one with me and my mom shares, the other one where my two brother shares then the third one which we made our study room or office blah blah blah…

One day I was typing an essay for my homework, I was eating this two small rectangular chocolate wafer… I split it in half so now I got 4 square wafer… I took the first one and started typing… then when I’m about to get the second one, I was confused seeing only 2 wafer left… there should be 3 wafer because I only just eaten the first one… then I think maybe I just missed or didn’t remember eating the second one.. then I get the third wafer… I am now very aware and conscious that there should be 1 wafer left… after a couple of seconds.. I was about to get the last wafer and to my surprise… its gone..
“Wtf!” I said to myself…

I quickly told my mom what happened then she said maybe a rat did get it but I said that was very impossible because the wafer was in front of me… any sudden movement will attract my attention immediately… I don’t know if this was a supernatural thing but damn my wafers!

After months: I was in our kitchen cooking breakfast… when I saw on my peripheral vision a black figure like a hunchback walking awkwardly out of the door… I don’t know what was it but when I started staring at it, it quickly faded then after seconds the owner of the house came asking for the payment for the rent… maybe that black figure is a bad sign afterall.

One night: I went home not so late, then greeted my mother and there was it… I saw two feet.. yes just two feet walking downstairs… my gaze followed it then it faded… I don’t know whos feet is that, I don’t think it was HER’S because I can always see her as a whole though.

Years have passed and I’m used to the aura/vibe of this house, I’m no longer scared… maybe HER was just scared that someone will take the house from her… we never used whats inside that white door and I think thats what she wanted… like some privacy.. Lol. But everytime theres a new comer or a visitor in our house, HER would always make an appearance or make them feel that she was there…

One time, I asked one of my bestfriend to sleepover our house since my mom was not around…

at around 2:30 something she was not completely awake but can hear and feel her surroundings… suddenly, someone grab her shirt up and she jolted awake… she saw me sleeping beside her and she knew a ghosts did it to her… I find it hilarious when she told me this… because the ghost wanted to take her shirt off…

More visitors have come to our house and they always feel or see the presence of HER… but the good thing is… HER doesn’t hurt anyone.. Yet. maybe she’s just being protective to her place and she wants us to respect it..

I’m now alone in my house… my mother is in abroad and my two brothers are staying in their dormitory near their school… I’m not sure if something scary is about to happen… I’m not scared anymore.. It’s just Me, my dog and HER.

  • Scaredtoscreaminc

    Rated 3 stars out of kindness but man that was hard to read i stopped not so far in bc the grammer errors are that of a child

    • RoieGBIV

      I came from different country. English isn’t our first language here. But thank you for your kindness and noticing my mistakes πŸ™‚ I’ll do better next time.

    • R. Barnum

      I came from different country. English isn’t our first language here. But thank you for your kindness and noticing my mistakes πŸ™‚ I’ll do better next time.

  • Fiver

    “WRITTEN/TYPED 2 YEARS AGO”, perhaps you should have used that time to proof read, edit, and ask for feedback. There really isn`t much done right here. Your character is boring and flat, so is your plot. The grammar is atrocious, as is sentence structure. You use ellipses wrong and way too often. I don`t know really how to say more about this because it needs so much work.

    • TigerManXD

      Fiver I Loved Your Story, And You’re Good At Roasting

    • TigerManXD

      Will You Make More Storys?

      • Fiver

        I am in the middle of writing a longer story in a short story series.

        • TigerManXD

          Ok, Thank You πŸ˜€

    • RoieGBIV

      I’m so sorry if my story stressed you. Thank you for pointing my mistakes πŸ™‚ I’ll do better next time πŸ™‚

    • R. Barnum

      I’m so sorry if my story stressed you. Thank you for pointing my mistakes πŸ™‚ I’ll do better next time πŸ™‚

      • Fiver

        The story did not stress me. Perhaps it may be helpful though if, when writing in English, you work with someone who is better in the language to help you. It may also help to write in your first language first. It may help to write practice stories as well.
        Maybe try writing out a plot and developed character before hand as well. Prewritng, though time consuming, can be incredibly beneficial. This will help with a stronger story and more intriguing characters.

  • John

    The story, overall, was pretty good. Yes, there’s the grammar, and the description (I have the same problem with describing things), but I got the just of it. Good job!

    • R.

      I’m so sorry for my grammar πŸ™ I promise to do better next time and thank you so much for your time and comment πŸ™‚

    • R. Barnum

      I’m so sorry for my grammar πŸ™ I promise to do better next time and thank you so much for your time and comment πŸ™‚

      • Konner

        Please stop using emoticons…

  • Peeps

    Honestly, I couldn’t even get halfway through this because of the grammar.

    • R.

      Yes I’m sorry, I’ll do better next time.

    • R. Barnum

      I’m so sorry if you got stressed reading my story. I’ll do better next time.

  • Fiver

    Even major novels will have mistakes in them. For a story that was written so long ago this many mistakes is barely acceptable. Even if English is not the author’s first language two years is enough time to get feedback from someone who is better with the language. Also linguistic barriers don’t work to cover poorly constructed characters.
    Your logic beyond the issues with language is rather idiotic. Just because something is not professional that does not mean poor quality should be treated as good. The work is old, probably a first piece, and thus is expected to be flawed even in the author’s first language, but to have sat two years without additional development is a bit of an issue.
    I admit I was not overly kind in pointing out these flaws, but it’s difficult to point out positives in a work that has sat for so long in its current condition.

  • MindAlone

    The story is very flat and unenjoyable. The grammar is horrific and hard to stomach. I with the story had more depth/was better written

    • Konner

      W… WHAT? That made no sense.

  • Konner

    Oh, JFC, those “U”s though… Ah! It’s not that hard to right it out.

  • Konner

    An 11 year old, aye? Wow. Just wow.

  • Konner

    So, pretty much, You s**k at spelling especially for your age and none of that is true because it sounds like every ghost cliche ever made. Maybe you should write a story instead of trying to get people to believe stories that are hard to believe even when you don’t s**k a grammar.