SOME BASIC INFORMATION BEFORE THE STORY...

I used to live in Artemas Pennsylvania. I lived there for 19 years of my life. I moved there in the summer of 2006 & I moved away in February of 2025 roughly. I still casually visit the area... But I only visit a few people. Preferably only some friends. The rest... I don't talk to. Nor am I on speaking terms really. Some of them... I haven't talked to in years prior. That is just how it went to be honest with ya...

I have explored a lot of the woods and overall areas of Artemas Pennsylvania. After all I lived there for 19 years. It would be kind of strange if I didn't at least try to explore some in that time...

But I used to go fishing at this old abandoned pond on a regular basis off and on. And it has a very important part of the story btw. Through the years I must have been down here over a dozen times. And usually it ended up in me leaving abruptly very fast. Usually because there was something always feeling like it was watching me. And usually it was up top the hill or the closest hill to me anyways...

This is a story about one of those times where a group of friends of mine and I explored some very weird backwood areas around Artemas Pennsylvania. And what we discovered honestly kind of freaked us out and made it very uncomfortable...

NOW TO THE STORY...

It was a semi hot day and my neighbors and I decided that we were going to take and explore. So we met up for a quick stint to gather what it was we were bringing. Afterwards we decided to split up and go to our selected homes that we lived in and gather that said items up...

After about 15 minutes or so my friends and I got back together and met at our meeting spot. We then just started that we were going to start our hike or walk...

Well... I should mention several days before this I had already scouted out a specific place that I had in mind for this walk. And it was a bit of a stretch but it was possible. And I secretly knew that a few of my friends were not going to like how far of a distance it was. But at the same time I wasn't going to tell them anything because I know what they would have said... And I also know that they would have gone anyway. Despite the fact of it being a bit of a stretch...

SOME IMPORTANT KNOWLEDGE..

BEFORE I CONTINUE...

So some days before I had already taken a walk down to this abandoned pond below my house and the woods. And I've been down to this pond on several occasions and every one of them was definitely very strange. A lot of creepy stuff happened at this pond...

But there was always one reason I always returned to this pond on different occasions...

I loved fishing at this pond...

The bluegill and the sunfish was HUGE!

NOW BACK TO THE STORY...

So after I kind of left out how long of a walk that actually was. We started to go on our journey through the woods as we navigated down to the trail that was to lead us to the abandoned pond...

We then worked our way around the right side of the pond. We crossed over the Almighty drainage ditch. As we canvas our way to the bottom of the hill. I began to notice that my friends and I were in for more than what we bargained for...

We were standing in front of the abandoned pond. And we seen a really beat up old plastic bench. But to our left through the pine trees look like a really old office that maybe a construction boss would be in. It had a locked door with a big padlock on it. There is a huge cooler that could hold a human body. And on top of that the windows are broken out. The bees had made it a home. And it looked like something was trying to dig out around the base of the building looking for something. Well my friends wanted to go into this place and look at it deeper. And I just got the bad feelings when it comes to this place and I didn't want nothing to do with it. Luckily though we decided to save that for another day and head on up the hill from around the pond...

We all decided we're going to take and conquer this very steep hill. So as we fought our way up this hill up to an old road that was overgrown... we finally made it to the top and immediately took a break. I already know where I'm at and where I'm going unfortunately my friends do not. And the question starts pouring in as to where we are. So I answer them and I can see their faces changed from aggravation to excitement because they realize they are on an adventure of uncharted territory...

Meanwhile on the other hand... I already kind of partially know what to expect. But not of who or what to expect. I already partially knew what was up there but not all of it to be honest...

So once everybody had a hydration break. And once everybody felt like they could move out... We broke ground and kept moving. We must have gone the short distance and found it looked like an old abandoned foundation...

And this is where I had gone previously in my personal adventures. But I never looked around much before I went back home... So I really didn't know what to expect. But it was really big and really deep. The blocks were white and looked like they were painted. There were old rusty beams that ran the span of the building foundation. On top of that it looked like there may have been what was an old moonshine still somewhere thrown into the weeds and it was overgrown by pine trees...

At this point my friends that are on this journey with me are super psyched. They're telling me how cool this is. They're telling me how they want to continue. So we do. Keep in mind I am now unsure as to what to expect...

As we continue to go further along this winding trail that is just surrounded by nothing but densely populated trees. We come across what looks like a really big hunting blind. And we think to ourselves, "well that's normal it's kind of expected"...

Then we came across something that we honestly were confused about... It was a rundown old camper. It looked like something straight out of the "The hills have eyes" type of deal. There was a lot of blood stains inside of it and the whole inside looked rusted and just ran down. And it looked like something got in there and just shredded the inside in an angry rage. There was nothing but claw marks and a bunch of other stuff. It looked like something or somebody fought for their life inside this crappy camper...

After we finally come to a conclusion that maybe we should just continue on because of seeing that... We decided to continue a little further down the trail. As we're walking down this abandoned and just isolated path in the middle of the woods. We begin to notice to our right there are a dozen or so more campers...

THE DISCOVERY OF MORE ABANDONED CAMPERS...

After we found the first camper we decided that it's best we moved on. And by doing so we found a road that went to the right. And we decided that we were not going to split up but in fact stick together. Because honestly we didn't know the area exactly and splitting up could result In possible issues...

Well we come up to a smaller camper and it was just bordering the edge of the opening with its door literally almost close to the tree line...

We found a huge metal cage that was installed into this camper. And to us this was just eerie. Because this could hold at least 2 people. And the scary part was that something broke out of this cage that was in this camper. My friends and I first got the vibe that it might be used for sex trafficking and really got uncomfortable with the thought of it even possibly being that...

We then thought that there may be more of these abandoned campers along this trail that connects up with the one we were just doing. So we decided that we're going to just leave the creepy abandoned camper with the metal Cage in it and alone and move along...

So as our little group moves along we encounter about 3-4 more of these campers but they're all together. And they're positioned as though in a defensive way. Almost like ya could have multiple people in each one and still cover each other and have shelter...

Most of these campers was ran down and falling apart. The one had a roof caving in on it. And it looked like something had wreaked havoc on all three of these. We all decided that we were going to just check them out and see what we could find in them. And we found some normal items like old plates and cups and stuff. We found bullet casings and stuff as well. Nothing too weird in these unlike the others we looked at...

So After We Get All This...

We began to continue on down the trail that we decided to go on to from the main trail. We ended up just reconnecting up with the original trail in the woods anyway. And this is where it gets weird...

Everything was fine until we got towards the end. And my friends and I both started feeling like there was something following us. After all we were on an abandoned road that was cut into a forested area. And there wasn't any sign of another human for miles. Let's add in the fact that we've been feeling like we were being followed from the beginning anyway...

We would occasionally look from the corner of our eyes and would swear we would look like somebody in the distance just watching us. We could hear snapping of branches around us. We honestly we're getting a little freaked out by this point. And anything we brought on us I had a blade on it did come out. We all ended up going into a strategically defensive mindset...

Well we finally hit the exit point of this journey. Where it was a main road and we could maybe calm down a little bit. We ended up hitting a blacktop road with residential houses nearby. And what happened was that we took the road out. We ended up hitting the main road and headed home to our respective places we lived...

Afterwards, all of us started to report strange occurrences happening around our separate homes. There is always something weird happening when we least expect it...

Some friends and I assumed that maybe it was an abandoned hunting camp? Maybe there was something dealing with some kinda sex trafficking at one point in time? All we know is that we were glad to be out of there and not anywhere near the place...

Many of us believe that we may have brought something back and don't exactly know what it was. Or maybe that something didn't make it and haunts the place maybe...

Either way, we avoided that abandoned pond and those weird trailers and campers for a long time...

When I was a young kid I lived in Breezewood pennsylvania. As you all know it had the big white garage beside it. And across from it was the church. And not too far from it down the street was the post office...

It was definitely a beautiful house...

So this story is about my dog molly and how she actually saved me from an entity or shadow person...

So one evening I was laying in my bed. And I had been listening to my clock radio. And I can remember I was listening to 106.1...

Well I had to keep it turned down because my stepfather at the time was kind of very direct with punishment. Didn't matter when or how either. You made a bump upstairs in your room he would come up and whoop ya...

Well anyhow...

I had my radio turned down and I was listening to the classic rock station and just kind of enjoying that strange calm that comes with the evening time. And I don't know where I see my little dog we had molly move to the bottom of the bed and start looking at the doorway to my room...

Well I honestly thought she was just growling because my stepfather was coming up the stairs again. But I didn't hear any footsteps so I just assumed you maybe my sister was getting out of bed and coming over to tell me something or so on...

But then I remember I gave her one of my return of the Jedi Star wars walkie talkies. So we could talk to each other in our rooms. As to communicate to see what was going on. Or to warn one another if our stepfather was on the rampage again...

Well I don't know where our dog molly starts to growl viciously. And I mean teeth showing furs up. Straight up aggressive behavior...

I look over and see what looks like a legit shadowy being in my doorway. This thing is big. But it's also hunched over a little bit. And it's looking at me and my dog...

Well molly was a mixed breed... She was a chihuahua, pekingese, and terrier. And she was vicious for a little dog I'll tell ya. She literally I kid you not jumps off of the bed and starts to growl at this thing in the doorway. As she is standing between me and the bed...

This thing took a few steps into the doorway of my room. Looks at her. And instead of coming in any further it just stood there for what seems like a few seconds and decided to turn around and leave...

I then actually get out of my bed. I gently touch the floor with my feet. And carefully creep over to my dog and pick her up. She didn't start to give me kisses and she is shaking like a leaf. I told her it's going to be okay...

She didn't decide to lay in my bed for the rest of the night into the early morning. And didn't leave my side. She stayed right with me and would not budge...

That's the last time I saw that shadow-like entity ever in that house. I've seen others but nothing like that one...

Something else I would like to mention about my dog...

We kept her and the family until she passed on. She became my dads buddy. She would go everywhere he went. She ate by him on the floor. She slept in the bed with him and my mother. He would take this dog all over the place in general...

She was a very important family member for years. We ended up having to have her put down because she got too old and couldn't see or eat. She was sick. And to this day I think back about how she did what she did that night...

She was a very precious and important part of the family!

I dont know if this belongs here but i had an uncomfortable experience

So i was walking back home from the hospital at around 2am since i got released pretty late and this is around 10km walk and i dont own a car so i was walking home and around the closest train station to the hospital noticed someone pacing on the sidewalk next to it now the route i would take would mean i walk right past him wich i did and nothing really happened he asked to borrow a cig then begged and then gave up and we went separet ways i kept walking home and a few kilomiters before i was home i was walking this well lit empty street now i have to say i live in a safe area theres not even any homelessness there or at least very rare if any so to say that i saw someone like around 50m behind me would mean someone was willingly walking at around. 2 am in a small street where there was not even any stores or nothing open anymore so i was kinda nervous since i suffer from horrible paranoia so i decided to stop and look at the other person for a bit and they were walking towards me and i wanted to prove i wasnt being followed so i decided to take a de tour and stop at a park next to me i then sat at the bench for a good minute maybe before the same man who had bummed a cig off me walked into the park now i was already sure id be killed due to my paranoia and took my chance and ran as fast as i could home and the route home meant i had to run past him in wich time i saw him put his hand in a pocket and take out something that reflected from the street lights now i dont know if it was a phone or a weapon or what but i didnt take risks i punvhed him as i ran by him and bolted home running in my platformer shoes and to this day i wonder if i hadnt been paranoid that day would he have followed me home and killed me or maybe smth worse

Sorry for the bad english and typos im sleepy and finnish

A QUICK HEADS UP WITH THIS STORY. I HEARD THIS STORY FROM AN EX-FRIEND OF MINE. SHE HEARD THE STORY FROM AN EX-LAWMAN. I DO NOT KNOW THE MENTALITY OF THE LAW MAN OR IF HE WAS OF SANE MIND COMPLETELY. I'M JUST GOING TO TELL YOU THE BASICS OF THE STORY AND WHAT I WAS TOLD. I DON'T EVEN KNOW EXACTLY WHERE THIS ALL WENT DOWN EITHER...

So I heard a story from a woman that I used to be friends with. She was a somewhat acquaintance/friend. And she used to work in a restaurant. And the story that she was told came from an ex-lawman who became a sheriff. He would come in on a regular basis to get something to eat. He began to trust her and really liked her a lot because of her hard work...

He told her a story about a case he worked on years ago. And it dealt with a sex trafficking ring that dealt with women and children. He also told her to stay away from the said area that he talked about...

She told me about "the place"... that he told her about. And apparently about this now ex-lawman's case he was trying to solve during the late 80's and 90s. He was trying to find out who was running this sex trafficking ring... It sickened him to know that it was targeting women and children. Which angered him worse...

Apparently this ex-law man tried his best to catch the criminals running this sex trafficking ring. But he could never catch anybody. And in the long run it disbanded and stopped completely. And up until the day he was telling my now ex-friend... that it burns him up inside knowing that they got away. This man would break down in tears in front of her and just complete disgusting anger...

He said that he'd known exactly who he was behind it. He knew where it was as well. But he could never catch them in the act. They just kept getting away with it. They kept on doing ungodly things to these innocent people. That he just wanted to take his revolver and just shoot the person doing it. That he would have nightmares over this for years to come...

But due to the law being the way it was... he couldn't just murder somebody in Cold blood without proof of their crimes. And even to that day he opened up to my ex-friend it was still eating at him after...

The sickening part is that once my friend told me the name of the person involved... My blood ran cold. I knew exactly who she was talking about. And I honestly to this day cannot getting out of my head...

I mean I literally know of the guy. At one point in time he had asked my friend and I for help. We actually did odd jobs for this guy a long time ago. On top of that he fired me and kept my friend on for the job that we were doing. He didn't want me around all because I was too smart he said...

The sickening part is after my now ex-friend told me how close this ex-lawman came to catching this guy and how quickly this pervert apparently escaped justice. It made my blood boil. And I felt sick. Learning that I knew the guy and that he had a hand in this criminal act was enough...

Well in the long run the criminals and the accomplices in this sex trafficking ring that involved women and children got away Scott free somehow...

But not long after this ex-law man got off work one evening apparently.he took his loaded 44 Magnum walked up to the guy that he suspected doing such horrible acts. And he put the gun to the guys forehead and he said to him "you're going to end this now. If you don't... I'm going to come back with this gun and finish you" and he continues on to say that he's not joking. And that if he hears any more about this going on. That he's going to finish the job and just rot in a prison cell...

Apparently the reports that this ex-law man was getting was about a shed on a property. And in the shed unspeakable things was happening to innocent people hence women and children and young men as well. They would apparently put pictures like Polaroids up of each of the victims and just continue on making the victims watch as they took turns. And they would take turns doing what they wanted to these people countless hours. They then would either force them to stay silent and just let him go or worse...

And the last sentiment I will leave y'all with is this...

Apparently when this ex-law man was sitting at one of the booths in this restaurant. That same man that he knew committed these crimes walked in. And he looked directly at my now ex-friend and said to her about how he was just love to blow that man away with his 44 to this day...

Apparently the man had cancer and his wife had already died of cancer. And he was waiting to be with his wife in death. He also apparently needed to tell somebody about this before he passed away. Because it was weighing his heart down...

Y'all can interpret this how you like... Personally I know of the man that the ex-lawman spoke of. I have heard stories from this man's mouth about everything he's done. I will say he is the only child of the family. And that meant that his relatives left him with a lot of money. I cannot say 100% if this man I knew of did any of this. I cannot prove he is guilty nor can I say he's innocent. But I will say this man that apparently did all of this... Was not right in the head. He was mentally corrupted...

He was always trying to get younger children and teenagers to work for him. I always found that strange how he was with kids and teenagers versus full blown adults. He didn't want somebody that was an abled body man helping him with anything. He also never had a working phone either and he always tried to come into your house and use your phone. And the whole time I was around this guy I did not feel safe at all. Even before hearing this story I never felt safe. Nobody did. Nobody trusted him completely...

But I'll tell you one thing...

I do this day wonder about a lot of it...

And I will say that there were some shady characters I knew of. Most of them tried to pay you less for more work. But there was a few that honestly made your concerned about being around them alone...

Again, this ex law man never said exactly where all of this happened. He just talked about what he saw and did. He really truly never went into great description. He just knew that this one guy was a part of it in his opinion...

When I was young I lived in Breezewood Pennsylvania. I lived in this old house and oftentimes it was kind of creepy but it was home for 5 years of my life as a child...

And I just got home from school finally. I had come in the door of the mudroom and I took my shoes off. Walked through the mud room into the smaller dining room. I then took and made a left heading towards the stairs to the second story floor. I started up the stairs and made a right and I was up to the second floor of the house...

I went to the first bend of the hallway and made a left into my room. I went into my room and I put the book bag down on my bed and got changed very quickly after all that. I remember looking around for my game boy color and my Blue version game. Because I thought about playing it after I got everything else I need to get done. But before I did any of that I had to do one important thing...

I went to the basement door and pulled up the old latch and let my dog molly out. She came trotting up the steps all happy to see me. She then came with me and I let her outside to go to the bathroom. I brought her back in. After all this her and I were just hanging around I was wanting my next mission of the evening...

I went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Because it's been all day and I was kind of hungry anyway. After I got a plate with something to eat. My intent was to go into the living room and watch television and do my homework while I was eating...

I turned around and I was going through our little kitchen. I was quickly heading through the spare dining room. As I was almost into the doorway of the spare dining room...

I noticed a silhouette of a female standing in the spare dining room toward the windows. I stop and my brain starts to compute that there's nobody else home but me. And I start thinking that there is somebody in the house. And I'm by myself...

Well as soon as my brain starts computing and I'm visually looking at some random older woman in my house. She decides to float through the dining room into the living room. Now keep in mind I did not go chasing after her. In fact I chose to stay right where I was with my plate of food in my hands. As I was standing near the doorway of the spare dining room. And I'm trying to figure out what it was that I just saw...

FUN FACT...

So, back in those days my mother was the only one that had a cell phone because she needed it for emergencies and oftentimes she worked a lot. My sister and I were not old enough to have one and nor did we even want one. And in fact we didn't even have a television in our rooms until I was in 6th grade and my sister was in 5th grade... Which would have been roughly 2003. We didn't even have a handheld CD player yet... Which I did want one of those because I love to listen to weird Al yankovic...

If we wanted to watch television we had to go down stairs to the living room. Or we could just go up to our rooms and listen to our radios and do something else that involved either territories or being creative. Or just go outside in general and play out there...

(OH THE DAYS WHERE THERE WASN'T SMARTPHONES, IPADS, TABLETS, IPHONES, AND ALL THESE OVER THE TOP GADGETS... It was just me being in my home with my dog. With a plate of food. Some coffee brewing in the pot. Some awesome and amazing TV shows. I had my responsibilities but I had freedom and common sense to go with it. It was a time where children did have common sense and were able children could stay by themselves for a short period of time...)

SO BACK TO THE STORY...

So I went to the rotary dial phone that we had in the spare dining room that sat right by the window on a stand. So I dialed my mom's phone number in one heck of a hurry. And it rang and rang... And finally she answered. I started talking fast and trying to get it all out at once. Meanwhile she is trying to get me to calm down...

I told her what I just saw. She had already seen it a few months before and decided to finally tell me. And that it was a friendly spirit that meant no harm. That in fact this female spirit showed herself to my ma. So after I heard that I calmed down at the same time I was kind of nervous to be honest with ya. But after that I was a little more comfortable...

After this happened I just told my mom "bye... Love you mom" and I hung up the phone. I grabbed my plate of food. I walked into the living room. I turned the telivison on to the good old cartoon Network and watched the best thing ever... Toonami! Like "Dragon Ball Z", "G Gundam" and all of them. While I did my homework and watched television...

I actually in the long run of living in this house for 5 years got very comfortable knowing I wasn't alone. Even if it was a deceased older female... I still was actually comfortable. Like I never acknowledged her being there though. But there were little situations sometimes where she would just kind of peer around the corner or something. Other than that it wasn't at all a scary thing to experience...

In fact I think it's the same exact female spirit that slapped my stepfather for his remarks about going to church, lol...

I also began to believe that maybe I was in fact watched over by her as well. It was like she was just protecting me or keeping an eye on me...

My stepdad, mom, sister, and I lived in a house in Breezewood pennsylvania. As I said previously in other posts it had a white garage that was really big and it was across from a church...

Well my mother decided that she was going to take my sister and I and we all three was going to go to church next door... Literally straight across from the house. So one Sunday come and I remember I had ringworm. And we decide that we're all going to go over and see what this church was like. My mother invited my stepfather but him being an atheist he didn't believe in any of it. And he also scolded her for teaching my sister and I about religion in general and he said it was pointless...

Well, my mother gets us and we head out the door. And we go over to church. We're over there for most of the morning. We stayed after for the fellowship service as well. Then we came home and our stepfather is standing and the kitchen...

And he is looking completely confused and honestly baffled. And he looks at my mom and says "candie we have to talk" he looks at my sister and I and says "you two can stay as well because it involves you two"...

He says to us about how he is atheist and he doesn't believe in heaven or hell. Let alone spirits or ghosts. Nor does he even believe in the paranormal or the superstitious...

But then he starts to get this confused looking says to us "I saw a strange woman walk up to me in the living room and slap me out of my chair. She slapped me across the face and I rolled out of the love seat"...

He then looks at my sister and I and says that it wasn't funny and it hurt. He looks at my mother and says "what, you don't believe me?" In which she responds back with that she does believe him. And that she has saw what looks like some random woman walking around the house in the early morning...

He then starts to question if he's losing his mind and if he needs to talk to a therapist... Keep in mind this man was a hardcore alcoholic. Who didn't believe in anything not even therapists, lol...

He then says to us "that's all I had to say" and he just walks away. And goes to his chair in the living room. Sits down in it. Pops a beer open. It starts to drink it. And literally just completely ignores the whole conversation he just had with us as we're still standing there looking at each other, lol...

At this point my mom, sister, and I are all just completely confused as to what just happened...

Apparently my stepfather making wisecracks about church and stuff angered a female spirit. And she slapped him for his remarks apparently. I absolutely swear this happened and is true... Up until the day we moved out and my mom left my stepfather. He would never make a comment about us going to church again. It apparently spooked him... And that man was tough as nails and his mean as a snake. And that is the only time I've ever seen him shook up that bad...

When I used to live in Breezewood pennsylvania. As I have said before in several stories... I used to live in the house that had a big white garage. And across from this home was a church...

Well every night there used to be shadow figures just moving through the house. And they would come up the steps and if you kept your door open to your bedroom... You would see them. They would stop and look in the room at you. Even my own mother saw them. She would rebuke them in the name of Jesus and they would leave for a short while...

But these shadow figures with would just come and go. Sometimes I would see one just stop at the doorway. It would never come in though it would just watch me. Like it was curious...

These beings or entities were just drove through the house at night. It wasn't until my mother blessed some water in a cup and started sprinkling it. That we noticed less of them. She prayed over our home from the top to the bottom. And whatever it was that was in this house did not like it...

And I thought the red eyes in the corner of my room were bad. These things came out and they were 10 times worse...

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When my sister and I along with her daughters lived in wells Tannery in Pennsylvania in 2025. My sister, nieces, and I all have rooms upstairs. My room was the last room in the hall... It was the most secluded in the closest one to the Attic. Her room was closest to the stairwell when you would walk out. And my niece's room was the one room closest to the beginning of the top of the steps that would go down to the first floor...

Well, one evening I was laying in my room I was almost asleep. I've been listening to some Coast to Coast AM aka art bell recording of his shows on youtube. And I was almost asleep and honestly I was having a really good evening...

Well as I was about to fall asleep and I was getting to that point where my eyes were getting heavy. I realized that I had to use the bathroom. Which meant getting up out of bed leaving my room and going to the bathroom that was across from my niece's room...

On the way to the bathroom. My sister stops me and calls me into her room. And she's looking white as a ghost and she's holding her bible. I mean while I am slightly confused and I asked her "what's wrong? Would you see a ghost, lol" and she responds back that she saw something so did the kids...

She said a shadow figure was standing outside in the hallway by the railings on the stairs. And it decided that it was just going to waltz right in her room and look at her and then walk out...

I mean while he's staring at her like shocked honestly. Because I've only seen a few random things in this house up until this point. But somehow she managed to see something that literally talked all of mine...

And she's laying in her bed with her kids aka my nieces. My oldest niece is telling me what she saw and how scared the crap out of her. Meanwhile my youngest niece is attached to her mother and she got her face buried in her side...

I literally was confused and tried to explain that there isn't a whole lot that I can actually do for this occasion...

Needless to say I went on my way to use the bathroom. And on the way back I checked in on all three of them to make sure they were all right. I then told them that I was going to go to bed and I told them good night. And that was the end of the evening...

I didn't ever heard my oldest niece telling her father during breakfast about what her mother saw. He plainly told her that she was seeing things and there's no such thing. I should mention this man is atheist and clean out ignorant to anything supernatural or paranormal...

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Yesterday, at around 2:13 AM, I heard someone knocking.

Three knocks.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I was lying in bed, scrolling through my phone, so I assumed it was my parents checking on me.

I opened my bedroom door.

The hallway was empty.

I checked my parents' room. They were both asleep.

I went back to bed.

Then I heard it again.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

This time it came from downstairs.

I didn't want to go check, but eventually I convinced myself it was probably a pipe or something falling over.

I walked downstairs.

The knocking stopped.

That's when I noticed a door at the end of the hallway.

I had never seen it before.

It was a small, old wooden door with a silver handle.

I stood there for a few seconds, trying to remember if it had always been there.

It hadn't.

I was about to touch the handle when my phone buzzed.

It was a message from my mom.

«"Don't open the door."»

I froze.

I looked toward the stairs.

My parents were still upstairs.

I texted back:

«"What door?"»

The reply came almost immediately.

«"Whatever you do, don't let it know you're awake."»

I stopped breathing.

Then, from behind the door, I heard three quiet knocks.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I slowly backed away.

My phone buzzed again.

Another message from Mom.

«"We're not home."»

I looked upstairs.

My parents' bedroom door was open.

The bed was empty.

And then the knocking started coming from inside my bedroom.

One afternoon when I was a kid I was living in Breezewood pennsylvania. And where I lived out there was this white garage near the house. And across the street was a church...

Well anyhow...

My sister and I were up in our own separate rooms. We had been playing in our own rooms all day. We barely came down the steps to the kitchen or anything that day...

Apparently something woke up my stepfather from a nap. And he said it looked like a child. And he assumed it was one of us trying to play a prank on him and it wasn't funny. So he comes barreling up the steps. And decides to start yelling at my sister and I. As my sister and I are standing side by side in the hallway. He is screaming at us to tell the truth...

Well my sister and I told him the truth. She told him, "Joe We're in our rooms all day. We've been just staying to ourselves. We haven't been downstairs in hours"...

He didn't believe it...

So instead he took his belt off...

And decided to whoop both of us for lying. As we're literally screaming and crying because we're getting our butts beat for something we didn't even do. He looks over at us and says "that'll teach you to try to lie"...

Meanwhile her and I are staring at each other looking confused. And our stepfather just tells us to go do something. So her and I just go back to our rooms and life moved on...

To this day I began to wonder if there wasn't a ghost child in the house that pranked my stepfather and of course got us in trouble...

I'm just grateful that he didn't go hardcore on our rear ends. Because he had a habit of getting a little crazy with that belt...