When I was 6, we moved into an old house, and I used to hear all kinds of noises at night, like banging on the walls, or footsteps coming up the stairs. But as I got older the footsteps got closer until one day while I was in bed, I heard the door open and close, then someone walked over to my bed and sat down right-on top of my legs, I thought it might have been my dad or mom, but I wasn’t going to find out. I carefully tried to pull them out without them knowing but I couldn’t they were too heavy, so I just lay there terrified until I eventually fell asleep.
I asked my parents the next day who was sitting on my bed, but everyone denied it. The next night it happened again, and the night after and so on. I was always too scared to look, until one night my dad was supposed to bring me home a gift but went out for a drink on the way home and was late, so I had to go to bed. But I couldn’t sleep every noise I heard I thought it was him, then I heard footsteps up the stairs, then the door opens, and he walks over sits down on my legs. This time I was sure it was my dad so I threw the blanket off and jumped up, but there was no one there and when I looked down at my legs there was an ass sized shape on my legs. Without thinking I tried to pull them out, suddenly the ass sized dent started moving as if some unseen person was trying to get more comfortable.
As I got older the closer he got to me until one night he lay down beside me and put his hand around me. I was freaked out, but too scared to move so I just lay there too scared to even breathe, I would have believed it was a real person if I had not locked the door with a key like I did every other night.
My parents never believed me, not even after I woke up with deep cuts on my back, but they did take me to a doctor. Which did not go well for them because they got accused of hurting me even though I swore that it wasn’t them and that I just woke up like that. I still have the scars today but now I lie and say that I just fell, which people still don’t believe because they look like whip marks. What happened next is a very long story.
But now I am 40 and have kids of my own, my youngest is 12 and something is following her ever since she was a baby when we heard it talking to her on the baby monitor.
The whole family seen it multiple times, it’s the shape of a little girl, but I don’t think it is. We often see it hiding in her room or running past the kitchen door, we tried moving 3 times, but it keeps following her. I am afraid the same thing that happened to me will happen to her and it will be all my fault.
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[link] [comments]When I was 6, we moved into an old house, and I used to hear all kinds of noises at night, like banging on the walls, or footsteps coming up the stairs. But as I got older the footsteps got closer until one day while I was in bed, I heard the door open and close, then someone walked over to my bed and sat down right-on top of my legs, I thought it might have been my dad or mom, but I wasn’t going to find out. I carefully tried to pull them out without them knowing but I couldn’t they were too heavy, so I just lay there terrified until I eventually fell asleep. I asked my parents the next day who was sitting on my bed, but everyone denied it. The next night it happened again, and the night after and so on. I was always too scared to look, until one night my dad was supposed to bring me home a gift but went out for a drink on the way home and was late, so I had to go to bed. But I couldn’t sleep every noise I heard I thought it was him, then I heard footsteps up the stairs, then the door opens, and he walks over sits down on my legs. This time I was sure it was my dad so I threw the blanket off and jumped up, but there was no one there and when I looked down at my legs there was an ass sized shape on my legs. Without thinking I tried to pull them out, suddenly the ass sized dent started moving as if some unseen person was trying to get more comfortable. As I got older the closer he got to me until one night he lay down beside me and put his hand around me. I was freaked out, but too scared to move so I just lay there too scared to even breathe, I would have believed it was a real person if I had not locked the door with a key like I did every other night. My parents never believed me, not even after I woke up with deep cuts on my back, but they did take me to a doctor. Which did not go well for them because they got accused of hurting me even though I swore that it wasn’t them and that I just woke up like that. I still have the scars today but now I lie and say that I just fell, which people still don’t believe because they look like whip marks. What happened next is a very long story. But now I am 40 and have kids of my own, my youngest is 12 and something is following her ever since she was a baby when we heard it talking to her on the baby monitor. The whole family seen it multiple times, it’s the shape of a little girl, but I don’t think it is. We often see it hiding in her room or running past the kitchen door, we tried moving 3 times, but it keeps following her. I am afraid the same thing that happened to me will happen to her and it will be all my fault. submitted by /u/54321RUN [link] [comments]
