desturbium indexParanormalThis Weeks Story:
Bedroom Disturbancesby Mike J.
One early evening, my brother and I were playing outside, like we normally would, until we heard a voice. It was a woman's voice that sounded like our mother's, so we both ran inside. To our amazement, mother wasn't there. She was in a separate room. We heard the voice in the hallway.
My brother sleeps right next to me in another room. This is when the first sighting happened. It was very late at night, most probably mid-night. I just woke up for no reason, rubbed my eyes, and got up on my bed. When I was on my bed, I saw three white figures in front of me. I couldn't believe what was happening. I rubbed my eyes once more to make sure I wasn't dreaming. They were still there. They were dressed in olden-day gowns and shirts. There were one male and one female and two children (must have been a family). The male was smoking (I could see the smoke) and I could hear them mumbling. I couldn't make out any word they were saying.
I was very scared and tried to talk to them. They didn't listen until I yelled, "Why are you here?" and started crying. They all looked at me for a split second, then turned and faced each other and continued to talk to each other. I cut myself with my fingernail to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Then I hid under my covers for a couple of minutes. When I threw it off, they were gone. I didn't move all night. They didn't ever come back.
The next morning, I turned the light on to see if the fingernail scratch was there, and it was. For the next couple of days, nothing out of the ordinary happened... until June 9, 1999. Every night I could hear scratches. They were so loud I couldn't sleep. My mother used to come to my room every night to check that I was asleep; most nights I used to pretend. On June 20, 1999, I heard my door open and footsteps drawing closer to me. I thought it was mother, so I played along, pretending to be asleep. It drew so close and started to pat my head. I was smiling, thinking it was mother, so I opened my eyes and said hello mum... but to my amazement no one was there. I freaked out. The door was open and something had touched me. I can still hear faint noises and scratching, but nothing more. I still live in the same house.
Demonicthis weeks story:
Voice from Hell by (unknown)
It was about 7:00 p.m. I was alone, my parents where out and I was reading a book for homework. Suddenly, I felt a cold chill come over me and immediately sensed a being in the house. I feared if I turned around, something would try to kill me. I darted out of the room and into the living room.
I was beginning to calm down and tell myself that I was just being paranoid and that there was no one in the house when I heard a voice whisper very close to me ear, it sounded to me like, "I'll be waiting for you." The voice was very eerie; it sounded like the voice was of a man... it sounded dead. Needless to say, I freaked out and ran to my next door neighbors' house and told them what had happened. They said that they would come over and take a look. There didn't seem to be anyone at the house. My neighbor finally gave up and told me that I'd just been hearing things, and she went back home.
I was still scared, when my parents got home, I told them what had happened, they didn't believe me.
That night, I woke up around 3:00 a.m. I didn't know why I had woken up, but I recall being very frightened. I immediately felt the same cold chill, and I sensed someone else in the room with me. Then I heard it again, the words were more stretched out however; it sounded like "I'lllll beeeee waaiitiinnggg foooor yooouuuu"
I screamed and my parents ran in, I told them what I had heard. They comforted me and told me that I probably just dreamed the voice and that I was safe. They said nothing would hurt me. I finally calmed down, but I was still scared, I went back to sleep.
The next morning I awoke, I sat up and noticed that something wasn't right. I looked up on my dresser and saw that my cross necklace wasn't where it should be. I got up and frantically searched around my room. I was about to give up hope when I stepped on something sharp. I looked down and saw my beloved necklace, smashed. It was in little pieces, littered across the room. It also looked like... it had been coated with blood. Some of he pieces were rusted and red.
I have never heard this voice since, to this day I believe I had a encounter with an evil being - a being straight from hell.
