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Emily was your average American teenager, little did she know this trip was about to change her and the way she looked at life lets go back to the beginning.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Emily turned over with the intention of shutting up her angry sounding alarm clock but instead continued to hit the dresser which apparently had nothing on it except her reading lamp which fell to the floor with a clatter *frazzled* she got out of bed to find the alarm clock which continued to beep, suddenly hearing a crunch she looks down at her feet there sat her alarm clock cracked and broken “CRAP!” She yelled but instantaneously put her hand over her mouth, and then remembered that her parents had been gone for over 2 days now to help her 27 year old brother who lived in Rome with his wedding she would be flying there in about 3 hours. Right after the wedding her brother and his fiance Jane were sticking her with their house while they had a romantic honeymoon in The Bahamas and she was less than happy about it. Emily jumped into the shower with little time to spare she grabbed her skinny jeans, converse, leather jacket, and her favorite top.

After hopping in and out of the shower, getting dressed in 1 minute flat, and quickly fixing her makeup she ran well more like fell down the stairs if she missed this flight she would never hear the end of it. She inhaled her cereal and flew out the door. Once Emily arrived at her gate she plopped down into a chair and started to talk to the friendly stuartist named Hannah. Ya and I am training to be a beautician Hannah said happily then what are you doing here like you know being a stuartist Hannah laughed ya while I train to be a beautician I still need a job to pay the bills so a few times a month I fly to Europe, wow sounds hard to juggle beautician school and being a stuartist Emily said, it is replyled Hannah but I better go they should be boarding soon it was nice to meet you.

If you could tell me where i need commas if i made spelling mistakes or what would make it better what i should change that would be great!
I appreciate it!

I was wondering if anyone had spear times in their lives to help me write. To tag this story it would be-Comedy, Echhi, Supernatural, School Life, Drama, Action, Shoujo, and Adventure! This is what i got so far~ Beep, Beep, Beep sounded her alarm clock. As hand creeped out of the blankets to shut it off. The figure in the blanket stiffened in the covers, then flew, showing a young teen-age girl dressed in only her bra and boxer shorts. “Ahh… So sleepy, but that was I good rest!” she said jumping out of her bed. “Time to start the day I guess,” she sighed stretching. “I wonder what time is it…” she trailed as she looked at her clock, it red 8:15. “WAHHH!!! It’s that late! Im gonna be late!” she said getting dressed. “Shower? Shower? No time! Break fest! No time!” she said opening her door. “Light-chan! We’re gonna be late!” their was a silence in the house. Damn it! He’s the chairman! Of course he would be there by now! She slammed the front door shut, leaving the empty house. Crap! First day of school and I’m gonna be late! That’s not okay! Man! Im screwed! She dashed threw the streets and ran on the bus. “Oh, Miss. Hinamori. Late for something, again?” smiled the driver. “Mr. Minami-please- step- on-it” she huffed as she sat down. “Sure thing,” He stomped on the pedal and took off full speed. “Kumorizora High,” said the speaker. “Thank you… Mr. Minami…” said she walking out and going to puke. “No problem, Miki. Anything for an old friend’s daughter,” he said driving away. She ran threw the entrance gate and to the class board. “Class B-2, okay!” she ran up the stairs, turned left, and opened the door. “Sorry Im late!!” she shouted as she looked around. “Oh, Hinamori. You’re not late in fact you’re 20 minutes early,” she the homeroom teacher, Shinji Hibari. “WHAT!! ~~” Her scream echoed threw out the school.

She ran into the chairman’s office kicking down the door. “LIGHT!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!!” she said picking up the broken door. “I did ya a favor. So, give your Oni-chan a kiss for a thank you,” he said patting his cheek. “Hell no! What did you do?” I said sitting down. “I set your alarm clock 20 minutes early, while you where sleeping. And you should really wear a shirt while your sleepin people can see your huge boobs. You never know what can happen while your sleeping… Making those cute noises, putting on the cutest face I ever seen, and opening your mouth,” he said putting on a snickering laugh. “You didn’t did you?!” she said trebling. “Hehe~ I did… ITS MY NEW SCREEN SAVER!” he said taking out his phone. “You’re a retard,” she said walking out. “Now don’t be that way. So you still planning on being a doctor?” he asked. She paused at the door. “Of course. A Hinamori always dose what their minds are set on doing,” she said walking out. “Indeed. That’s what gives you a pride of one, too,” he said looking at the window. “I have a feeling this years gonna be exciting,” said the vice-chairman Tifa Loken. “Oh, Tifa~ you always say such naive things,” he replayed.

Let’s see~ Mr.Hibari said I got here 20 minutes early… so it took me 5 minutes to walk to Light’s office, 5 minutes to talk to him, and 2 minutes to walk to the garden. So I have 8 minutes~ I guess I’ll just goof off ‘till I have 3 minutes to get to class. What to do, what to do? I guess I’ll start with introductions. Hi, My name is Miki Hinamori! A 16-year-old 3rd year in highschool at Kumorizora High, for the rich and honors. Well, you don’t have to be rich to come to this school. You just have to pass the entree exam, which wasn’t that hard for me. That bastered back there was of course my Oni-chan, Light Hinamori. He’s the chairman of the school. He’s a pervert at times, but he’s the most amazing person I know. He’s reminds everyone of a sunflower because he’s so bright. I just think the doctors droped him on the head. “Miki-chan!” shouted one of her friends Crona Sohma jumping on her. “Yo, Miki. Why you here on time?” asked her brother Ciel Sohma fallowing behind. “Shut up, Ciel. Hey, Crona,” she said smiling.
I mean like if anyone wants to help write. Like a group thing

I wrote this about 6 months ago and so far have received no feedback. I really love getting criticism as it helps me learn how to grow as a writer. I had to cut this chapter in half because it didn’t fit. This is what I know I have to work on: tenses, "showing", not "telling", and in some cases being overly-descriptive. Thanks for reading.

Chapter One
The sound of my alarm clock shattered my dream, sending me flying back into reality. I struggled to hold onto the last wisps of my vision, which was now floating away from my barely conscious mind. I didn’t want it to leave, didn’t want to say goodbye just yet. Parting from better times diminished some of what was left of my remaining hope, no matter how fragile it was.

I wiped my face away of its damp sweat, which not only soaked my skin, but my pink, flowery bed. I slung the covers away from my legs, attempting to cool off the temperature inside of my room. The air felt steamy hot, making an unwelcomed shield to my overheated body. I felt trapped under the scorching warmth, unable to breathe. I rose from my bed, fanning myself with my clammy hands while doing so. It was so unusually hot.

I speedily changed into my school clothes and ambled lazily to my bedroom door, feeling drained from tiredness and excessive heat. My hand latched around the doorknob, a spark igniting on contact. I jumped back, surprised by the reaction. After a moment of hesitation, I reached out and attentively grabbed the doorknob again, this time not a spark flaming. I shook my head in doubt. The heat can do crazy things.

I walked down the short set of stairs and into the living room, only to find Anna Lee resting cozily on the couch, sipping coffee from her mug. She had the television on to the local news, which was focusing on the latest reports of a missing girl from Buffalo. Her eyes were glued to the television set, her mind absorbing nothing but the words of the flamboyant journalist. I cracked a small grin. It was funny seeing her this way. Animated. Engrossed. It was like watching a young child.

I sat down on the couch beside her, the shifting of the cushion finally bringing her attention to something other than the news. She flipped off the television and smiled, ruffling my hair.

“You’re up mighty early,” she said with a warm, tender voice, almost as if I was a kid awaiting my presents from Santa Clause. She placed her coffee on the end table next to her. She fixed her robe, which was entwined around her legs, and then watched me closely with sparkling blue eyes.

I sighed at her ignorance. “Anna Lee… it’s a school day. Normal kids get up this early.”

She chuckled at her foolishness, the sound echoing throughout the tiny house. “Yes, but Lacey? Up at seven?” She sputtered another laugh. “I thought I’d never live to see the day!”

I poked her teasingly, laughter erupting between the two of us. Anna Lee was my best friend, even if she was my guardian. We joked with each other just like any other typical group of friends. We chatted about problems and struggles, despite the age difference between us. I would confide in her while she would do the same with me. She was careful to set up a trusting relationship between us since day one and it was my responsibility to keep it standing. So far, it stood tall without a single fracture to discourage. My mind was sent into a frenzy, the tears frozen behind my eyes. If only I could have before…

The playful grin fell from my face, as I knew it was that time again. “Anna Lee?”

She looked up at me, worry caressing her pale skin. She nudged an inch closer, already suspecting what I had to say. ”Yes, dear?”

I brushed a piece of my dark auburn hair aside, hoping for Anna Lee to see the sparks of sincerity on my face. “I-I had another dream.”

She wrapped her arm tight around me, closing me in a protection of warmth. Finally, the tears behind my eyes came out of their restraints and trickled down my face. One-by-one they brought coolness to my red face, not only relieving me of my heat, but the sadness trapped inside as well.

Anna Lee lifted my head until I was forced to stare straight into her eyes. “Was it about… them?” She spoke the word as if it was a curse.

“Yeah,” I said faintly, pausing to wipe my face of its tears. “I was four… we were visiting Days Park, running around until it became difficult to breathe. We were skipping, playing. I made a new friend that day and we tossed a Frisbee,” I let out a shaky laugh. “T-they had to pull us away in order for me to leave. That day was perfect and on the way home, it was nothing but smiles. I never wanted it to end.” I looked at my tangled hands positioned in my lap, ashamed to have to show my vulnerable side to Anna Lee once more.

She hugged me closely, a couple tears streaming down her face, too. She shook from the wavering grief I had caused. I think it killed her to s
*The last sentence is, "I think it killed her to see me so depressed." I was having trouble with Yahoo Answers as I had copied my chapter into the text box, and since it was about two times the maximum length, I had to shorten it (while taking in mind the two characters for each enter between every paragraph and the short note I had to add in the beginning). Sorry for any confusion.
Hehe, and one more thing: I tried to emphasize the heat situation. It plays the biggest role in the story. But to who commented on that, thanks! I re-read over it, and maybe I should edit some of it out to make it more subtle. Your comment helped a lot!

Its just the start. I have know clue what I should do with it so far. How to end it, what to twist it with. Is it worth continuing. Critisism is helpful, I have to edit it so this is just a rough draft, please help.
Beyond The Hidden:
*BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP* I slap my alarm clock to make it stop. Rolling over I start to get out of bed. When my door fly’s open
“Mom wants you down stairs in 10 minutes” My sister Quinn yells.
I wave for her to leave and wait until my purple door shuts. Get out of bed, get dressed, brush hair, brush teeth, grab book bag my normal routine in the morning.
When I arrive down stairs dads reading paper moms drinking coffee, Quinn’s eating breakfast. I sit down and grab a piece of lightly butter toast while I slap peanut butter on my toast; mom and dad are talking quietly. I stand up
“Okay, I am leaving for school now.” I exclaim No one answers like I am invisible.
After a couple of minutes of walking I was at my school John Bowman High school.
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Back at home I rush up the stairs to go into my room. I set my bag down and sit on my bed. A tap on my shoulder startles me. I turn my head expecting to see my sister but instead see a ghostly figure all misty looking like in movies. I shoot off my bed staring at it. A ghastly whale is followed.
Uncertain what to do I just back away towards the door. My heart pounds so hard I can hear it. I didn’t know what else to do. I ran downstairs to find mom. My face shot with an unusual white color.
She looks at me “Honey, you look like you just seen a ghost?”
I just stare and start to say “ I I Think I di di did…”
She has a very strong loud laugh “Ha Ha Ha, Sure you did, Evangeline”
Turning around knowing she won’t be much help I rush through the door my forehead dripping with sweat. Taking a long walk down the block I watch the birds diving through the wind to only be caught by opening their wings to float above the breeze.
“Wow” I thought with curiosity
What was that? What did it want with me? These questions come to mind when I think about it.
I walk to the library to research what has happened.
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I pull a book off the shelf. There are huge grooves in it, Creases everywhere. The title is jet black screams out “Strange Happenings.” I open the book to the first page. I see Telekinesis, Astral projection, Empathy, and Seeing Paranormal. I flip to seeing paranormal, the page worn out and dull. The book reads:
Seeing Ghosts
Seeing the unnatural kind? A ghost is a trapped spirit on earth. Some need help; some are here for a purpose. Some ghosts look like a figure, some just a ball of light/energy. Embrace the power, Help.
The rest is blank. I stare at the empty page trying not to drop the book. The book slaps shut creating a cloud of dust. I shove the book onto the shelf not caring if it is in the right spot. Who to go to? Who to ask? A wonderful idea pops into my mind. Mr. Saran! I run out the door my legs pushing with all their might. I grow tired but have to get to the antique store. It is only around the corner but all the running makes me tired. I stop at the door to take

My house is in-between a church, main road, graveyard and more houses. My house is about 100 years old and has an old outside toilet my family have never been in the 15 years we have lived here. We have a cellar and converted loft.
So whenever you go into the loft at any time you can hear a deep white noise (kinda like this http://whitenoisemp3s.com/previews/Sleepy_Jet_Cabin_preview_whitenoisemp3s-com.mp3). In the loft their is a sofa, projector, screen, dvd player and films. I have checked behind the curtains around the projector screen and it is just old family dvds and pictures we put their.
At night, even when my neighbours are asleep, you can hear creeking and the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs; even at 4 o clock when everybody on the street is asleep.
When I was younger, about 8 or 9, I would sleep with the door shut and in the morning wake up with the door open. However as I am older now (15) I still sleep with the door shut but as I dont get up early anymore my mum wakes me up so I dont know if the door is open or not.
Sometimes during the evening things from the top of the cellar fall into the cellar (such as hoovers and buckets). Also sometimes plates fall off the pile.
Sometimes in the night I feel like somebody/thing is watching me and I can feel wind on me although the window is closed.
I think if I do have anything in my house, it is not seriously bad as doors are never slammed, and things are never turned on and off.

Hollie Marie was as plain as any other girl. She was a tall, hazel hair and blue eyed girl. She wasn’t shy like most of her friends at Post Prep High school. She was just finishing her senior year. Summer was yet to come. And what the summer had in store was unknown. She was ready to just lie back in the sun and have fun. In her gated community in a small town about 45 minutes out of Los Angeles. All she was positive about her summer was that she had her two trusty sidekicks that have her back. Even in all the drama that will unravel over the summer that lies ahead.
”Hollie!! It’s time to get up!! Her mother screamed. This was a normal school day morning considering she never set her alarm clock. She just simply had forgotten. “Hollie!! Come on your going to miss homeroom, and I can’t write you a note .I have to jet as well today. I have a big deadline because of fashion week. (Her mother was a famous fashion designer. She gets everything for hollie that hasn’t even been produced yet for the public yet.) You know I can’t be late and you don’t want to miss your last day of high school do you?”Hollie laid in bed and grumbled at the fact that she had to wake up at the crack of dawn none the less go to school. She Quick jumped in the shower and blew out her long straight hair. She threw on a tank and short-shorts her mother had designed, Did her make-up and flew down the stairs. Her mother had been standing, waiting for a kiss ,but hollie ran out the door screaming “Sorry mom, I am Going to be late!” Then she jumped in her car and jetted off.
She had gotten to school just in time for the last bell of homeroom before they lock the doors. She was out of breath. Her friends ambushed her. “Hollie!!! Can you believe that it’s the last day of our senior year?”They both screamed. That was the typical lissa and halie. “I actually can believe it. I can’t wait to get out of here for good. It is such a small town. I can’t wait to adventure out and go across the country to New York. The big apple. It will be amazing! I am thinking about going to NYU.” “NYU?” said halie. “It’s the New York University God Iissa get your information right my dear.” Said Halie. Hollie bursts out laughing.
“So how are we spending our summer ladies?”Said Adam. Adam Collins was the soccer star of Post Prep High School. Everyone loves his Blonde hair and perfect hazel eyes. “One that doesn’t include you,” They all said in sync. The girls were in their assigned seats in homeroom. “Why, my ladies that’s not how we want to end our last year together do we?” “Um? I am just counting down the minutes till we don’t have to deal with you anymore.” Said Hollie. “That was cold Hollie! You know you will miss me. And I am pretty sure we’ll run into each other this summer considering it’s a small town and all, ” He said with a smirk. “ I seriously doubt that. I will find every way to avoid you this summer. And I am sure you will find every way to try to be with me.” “Ugh, no I have a life other than bugging the crap out of you. I am in a band and am doing shows all summer. So nice try.” “Well bye.” Then the bell rang for first period and the girls left.
It was two-fifteen and everyone was screaming and running the halls. There were papers’ flying all over the place from students throwing them up. Hollie proceeded to the door .She was getting ready to embrace her stress free summer vacation. But, before she knew it her mother had her packing her bags for a trip to Rome and Paris, Italy and Barcelona, Spain and which she didn’t want to go on. “But mom, why can’t I stay home? I am eighteen years old.” “Oh my darling But this will be the last trip we can take before you go off to college. So go pack your bags. Our flight leaves in two hours.” Hollie had by then given up fighting with her mother about the trip. She would soon be leaving to places she knows nothing about. Her mother screamed up that they were leaving in fifteen minutes. Then, about two minutes later the door bell rang. Hollie’s mom screamed “Hollie can you get that ? I have to do some last minute things.”
Hollie ran down the stairs and opened the door. There sat her two best friends with suitcases at their sides. “NO WAY!! YOU GUYS ARNT COMING WITH US ARE YOU?” They both screamed “OH YES WE ARE!!” They all started to scream and ramble about the trip. Her mother came down with a smirk and said “Now, that we have the whole crew are you ready to embark on a trip to Paris and Rome, Italy and Barcelona, Spain?” They all said “yes!” in a very excited voice. Little did Paris know that Hollie, lissa, and halie would be taking each city by storm.
I am a 15 yearold

I’m 13 so don’t tell me spelling errors or anything, I’m still working out the kinks. Both of these I wrote in just a couple minutes. So this is my debate between beginnings, the first one is narrated by the main character who is a little older then 10:

"Patience! Get up!" my mom called.
I glanced at my alarm clock. 6:30! I should have gotten up half an hour ago! I flung open my drawers and grabbed the first thhings I layer my hands on: a pair of blue jeans, and a random tie-died T-shirt I made at Addy’s, my best friend, birthday party last year.
After quickly getting dressed I flew down the stairs.
"How’s the Birthday girl?" my mom asked as I started to shovel down cereal that thankfully my mom cared enough to pour.
"Great," I mumbled with a mouthful of sugary goodness.
"Ryan, you get up too!" my mom hollered up the stairs to my 16 year old brother…

Or one from when she was older:

Hi, I’m Dandelion (I’ll explain my name later) and recently, my brother passed away. Before you aww and say "I’m sorry" or whatever, don’t. I am not here for your sympathy but I’m here to fulfill my brothers dying wish. 
A few years before my brother died, I explained him something that no mortal had heard. A couple weeks ago, on his deathbed, he asked me to share it to the world. I of course agreed but struggled onto where to start. I finally decided to start towards the end, not the very end but a couple years ago, a rainy afternoon I decided to go see my brother. 

So, which one do you like better and why?

Razhane Wilson
English: Autobiographical Narrative
Credit: 1

The Dropout

It feels like being dropped from the sky or maybe even jumping out of a plane. But, it is nowhere near those things. It is called the “Dropout” and is known to mankind all around the world. Many people have taken on the challenge of Dropout, some flake out others proceed. Conquering the feelings of terror, adrenaline, and excitement all at the same time. Taking on Dropout gives you a victorious feeling. Cheering and shouting all wait for you when the ride comes to an end. I remember the day I took on the challenge of Dropout. It is a non-forgettable one. The feeling I had that day will never be forgotten for it was the day when I became courageous.
It was the first day of summer. As I heard my alarm clock ring my eyes shot right open. For it was the day I would conquer my fear and get on the magnificent Dropout. I was constantly thinking about this event all year long and finally it had arrived. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and put on my bathing suit. I then stared at the mirror looking at myself for about ten minutes chanting in my head, “ You can do it, you can do it.” I then heard my mother call for me and swallowed hard. Thinking how time had flown by so fast, I grabbed my towel and ran down the stairs. She looked at me curiously then said, “ Why are you sweating?” I felt the hot moist sweat on my head and wiped it off. Then I replied, “Today I am going to face my fears and get on Dropout.” She laughed hysterically while I stood staring. “It is really not that bad, after you get on it once you will want to keep coming back for more. The feelings that ride gives you are like no other”. I took her comment to heart and started thinking, “Hey maybe it’s not that bad. Maybe I will like the ride”. But at the same time I thought that if I were to walk up to the ride, I would be very reluctant about getting on. Time passed and my brothers and I were instructed to get in the car. Then fear came over my body and I shivered as if I was cold.
The ride seemed to be very short. It felt like it had not even been more then ten minutes that we were on the freeway. When I seen we were getting off my eyes flinched in disbelief. We were only about five minutes away from the theme park. I looked to the front of the car at my step dad’s wavy fade. He looked at me through the rear view mirror and said, “This is it”. I shook my head and nodded. He was right this was it. I looked down examining my body thinking if it would look the same way after I got off the ride. I looked as we past the big blue sign saying “Raging Waters”. I loved this water park. I smiled but then frowned again thinking about Dropout. After about five minutes we had finally found a parking space. I quickly slipped on my sandals and grabbed my towel to get out the car. I tried to shake off the fear I felt inside me, but still I felt some holding on.
At the front gate where we bought the tickets the sweet smell of chlorine brought back memories. I especially remembered the first time I came to Raging Waters. I had a lot of fun that day, just my dad and I. Eating salted pretzels with melted cheese and walking along the water infested park. All my previous memories were good. But would this be a good one too? I wondered. As we made way to the front of the line. I took a deep breath I was going to get on Dropout if I liked it or not. I was ready to get on Dropout, just not anxious of doing so. We walked into the park and headed straight to drop out. It was time.
I stared at the steep humongous ride. I smiled I was thinking that I was ready. I watched three people come down from the tall, steep ride. The feeling the people had when the got off the ride looked like one of being accomplished. It made them glow and looked like they felt good. The crowd cheering, yelling, and shouting probably even gave them an extra boost of confidence.
I stood in line. The line was very short. Not many people had half near the guts that I had to even attempt to get on the ride. I looked at my mom, step dad, and brothers at they sat on the bleachers at the end of the slide. All waiting anxiously for my turn to come. Then it came. I was next. My heart started beating faster then I ever felt it beat before. I sat down on the slide and crossed my hand across my chest and the lifeguard lightly pushed me down. Going down I felt as if my heart stopped, but at the same time it was the best feeling ever. The ride came to a quick end and I jumped up and shouted, “Yes, I did it”. The crowd laughed and started clapping and cheering for me. It was as If I were a hero. I ran to my family and they all hugged me and said congratulations. I felt good. I even thanked myself under my breath. I had finally conquered my fear! I was ecstatic. My mom was so proud of me that she even bought me the most expensive banana split. With hot fudge and nuts. I ate it smiling and grinning. I felt like a

footsteps echoed down the alleyway as the two parents ran from the beast who been following them ever since they left the restraunt. All they could think about was getting back to their house where the man’s brother was watching their young four year old son while they were out. The footsteps stopped as they reached the end of the alley. Smashed pieces of cardboard old slices of pizza flew through the air as if a cannon had shot them off while the horrific monster ripped through the garbage can with its sharp claws. They knew they had to make a move fast. But it was too late the creature….Maxamus awoke drenched in sweat. It had been ten years since the accident happened. He was now living with his guardian his uncle John in their Manhattan apartment. As he looked at his alarm clock he realized it was time to go to school he quickly grabbed some jeans and a green t-shirt and got ready to go. Maximus ran down the stairs grabbed his lunch and skateboard and rushed to his school.

that is as far as i have gotten so far. Please give your opinion

-Last night I was with my boyfriend in my room and we BOTH saw a small black shadow in the corner of my room and it disappeared into the wall.
-The night before, my step-dad went into my room when I was at a friend’s house to see the progress on how redoing my room was going and he saw a black streaked figure standing in the middle of my room and then it disappeared.
-One night a couple of months ago I woke up to yet another black shadow over me and it happened 4x that night and they would disappear as soon as a I saw it.
-Then the next night I had a friend sleepover and I cleaned my room and my remote wasn’t near ANYTHING and was on top of the tv and we were watching a movie and the channel changed to channel 04.
-It’s creepiest between the hours of 11:00PM and 3:00AM
-It always sounds like someone is walking up and down my hallway stairs and I cannot go through my kitchen or hallway without the light on.
-I’m always feeling like I am being watched.
-A year ago, I had an alarm clock and I would set it and make sure it was set and the button was switched to on 2x before I went to sleep and my grandma wakes me up the next day for school because it didn’t go off and I thought I set it. The next day the same thing happened and then after that I made 150% sure I had it set and it would keep being shut off for a week straight and then it never happened again.
-I was in my living room with my 5 other family members folding laundry on the floor and then across the room the dryer opened and slammed shut.
-My attic door is very hard to open and has a latch lock and one night it flew open on it’s own and then it slammed shut a few minutes later.
-My boyfriend last night said he felt like someone was touching his neck and nobody was.
-In my living room a while ago, all my family was in the living room and my sister and I look over to my grandma because she was talking to us and we saw a white shadow behind her that looked like a cape and me and my sister went separate ways to try to catch what it was in the hallway because we both saw the same exact thing.
- I see things outside my windows and once I was outside feeding my rabbits and across the street I saw the ghost shadow thing standing in front of my house and I booked it inside and locked the door.
-I am thinking that it entered my house now, before I only saw it outside my windows, never inside.
-In my workshop next to my attic my dad was once working on a saw and then he said someone was tugging on his shirt.
-A few years ago I was out in my back room with my friend again and we heard someone screaming my sister’s name and it was a girl’s voice.
-No idea who has owned the house before us and I’ve lived in it all my life and I’m almost 17.
-All my friends that sleep over see the same exact things that I’m seeing so I know I am not just imagining it.
-2 weeks ago I had another friend over and we were in the living room and it sounded like someone was walking through the kitchen and I went to go take a shower and she wouldn’t go upstairs into my creepy room alone and so she sat like right outside the bathroom door pretty much and when we walked through the living room then through the kitchen to get to my hallway, it sounded like someone shut the bathroom door even though it was wide open and nobody was in there.
-I had 2 friends over during the summer one night and we were the only ones in the house and we walked into the living room and saw ANOTHER black shadow move across the room.
-My tv will randomly turn on to static. It doesn’t have a timer on it or anything and it doesn’t do it at any specific time and every time it has turned itself on, nobody has been near the tv or remote for it to turn on.
-I get horrible nightmares all the time and I’m losing a ton of sleep because of all of it.
-My grandma thinks we are all crazy because of it even though EVERYONE in my house has seen things and heard things but her.
-Nothing has hurt me, but I get the feeling it’s trying to get closer to me and something might happen. Most of the stuff JUST happens when I’m in the house and happens to me.
HELP!