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STORY ID: 33
Anonymous had an experience with a Ghost near Albany, New York, U.S.A. in 2000. Here is her story:
Right now, I am 18. My parents had a divorce when I was 10, and my mother and I needed to go to a new town. We rented into an old apartment and there it started....
The first encounter I had was when my older sister visited us and stayed there for a week, I was 12 then. One night, we decided to watch a horror movie. To keep it more exciting, we decided to turn all the light off. An hour later, I felt my stomach ache and needed to go to the bathroom. It was upstairs, near my room. Hurriedly, I went upstairs. I went to do my business and then I washed my face. Just as I was about to go down, I saw a girl all in white with long black hair in my room. I thought I was just hallucinating, but it was my exact eyes that are looking at her. "How could a girl possibly be in our house?", I thought. I shouted at the girl, "Hey! Who are you?", just as she was about to turn around, I felt a hand about to grab me. I turned around and I saw my sister.
"Who are you talking to?", she asked
"That girl!"
"Who?"
I pointed one finger at the back while looking at my sister but immediately brought it down. "But she was here a while ago!"
"What are you talking about?"
I told her the girl that I saw then we suddenly got chills. But my sister reassured me, "No one could possibly be here, Mom is at work and we two are the only ones here. Maybe you just needed a lil' bit sleep."
After some years, I eventually passed through that encounter. I thought it'd never happen again, but too little did I know. One Sunday, my Mom needed to go to a business trip and I was alone. At about 12 midnight I was awaken by a loud, screaming voice. "Help me, Dad, please, no!!! Don't do this to me!!!" Oh, God. I remember it exactly. After I heard that cry, I went back to sleep but I couldn't. I don't know why, but I just couldn't. So instead of sleeping, I went downstairs to get some water. As I went, I noticed some unusual things. The glasses were broken, plates all over the place, and the bowls... Oh, yes they were into pieces. How did it happen? How? I was pretty sure that no one was there. I closed the windows, doors and locks exactly as my Mom instructed.... The next day, Mom punished me and grounded me for 2 weeks for that incident I never did!
After a month, in my room, I saw an old album and inside it....was an article. A news article.
"ALBANY, NEW YORK, ROSEMARY APARTMENT **weird, I thought, it was our apartment!** --June 13 1993, the owner of Rosemary apartment was arrested for murdering her 10 year old daughter. It happened at apartment no. 2, exactly 12:34."
Oh, my God! Apartment no. 2 is our apartment! I showed the article to Mom and we changed our house. Now, I didn't feel any scares anymore. For you out there: BE CAREFUL IN CHOOSING YOUR HOUSES, WHO KNOWS SOMEONE MIGHT HAVE DIED THERE!
