mortis media good evening all and welcome tonight I've got some haunted house stories for you so get comfortable and let the darkness take control this story happened to me around 20 years ago when I was still a sophomore in high school my aunt and uncle had a three-story condo that was always kind of off it wasn't a particularly old or creepy looking building in my recollection but as soon as you set foot inside there was something in the air that red of something isn't right for a little background the condo's first floor held the living and dining areas the kitchen and the back door that led to a small patio the second story was the master bedroom two guest rooms a bathroom and a little Nook for the washer and dryer the third floor was a game room with several old video game consoles like Atari jaguar and Sega Genesis with my uncle's Star Trek collection in one corner and a door that led you to the attic Cru space it also had a pull out sofa sleeper for guests this layout information is relevant for later as I grew up we visited the condo many times the entire building had an odd Aura to it but this all culminated on the third floor when you walked over over the final stair up to the third floor the air just changed where on the second floor you could hear the sounds of family visiting downstairs in outside traffic on the third it was dead silent the air was heavy and thick no sounds permeated here and you were always left with a feeling of being stared at or watched almost as if you were intruding there being kids my cousins and I would often go up to the Third third floor to play video games however we never went up there alone and absolutely never went up at night it was just one of those places that felt like it was on a different plane of existence its own pocket dimension of silence and Gloom my family had seen and heard things in that condo on multiple occasions it was common knowledge that one could hear footsteps pacing up and down the stairs at night you would see figures out of the corner of your eye doors would open and close despite being locked objects would move that sort of thing one morning I woke up before the adults to find a trail of pennies lying from end to end from the third floor all the way down to the kitchen I remember being a little unsettled by this but not particularly afraid I was more interested in free money and greedily put the pennies in a Ziploc bag to take them home with me because these goings on were relatively benign in nature my family assumed it to be the spirit of my late grandfather who was the mischievous sort in life watching over the house at night fast forward to my teenage years my uncle died suddenly and so a flood of tight-knit family descended on the condo to comfort my aunt and attend my uncle's funeral because there were so many people staying in the condom my mom dad sister and I were relegated to sleeping upstairs on the third floor I was creeped out but figured hey how bad could it be boy was I him for a surprise the day of the funeral came and we all attended the wake after which the family gathered outside to comfort my aunt who was sobbing uncontrollably at the loss of her husband I remember the sound being a gut-wrenching heartbreaking Cry of pure despair it hurt to listen to so I quickly retreated from the crowd of onlookers and went to find my cousins who were ready to leave little did I know all hell was about to break loose we got back to the condo and everyone wept and shared stories of my uncle after some time we all grew tired and decided it was time for bed I slept on the sofa while my mom and dad and little sister all shared an air mattress down on the floor by the foot of the sofa what I remember most about that night was the cold I startled awake in the middle of the night unsure of what had woken me only to be greeted by the most bone biting skin saturating cold I've ever felt in my life it permeated the entire third floor soaking through my clothes and into my body I shuddered and pulled the blanket tighter around me I remember being puzzled by the cold as the third floor usually got uncomfortably warm I lay there shivering for a few minutes and then I heard it The Sound I heard is hard to describe but it's probably best described as something trying its best to mimic my aunt's sobbing from earlier it was a dry raspy voice crying and choking and carrying on in a mocking tone and it was very loud I mean earsplitting loud it was coming from the far corner of the room over by the cruel space door I froze in Terror what on Earth was going on was this some kind of an entity I peaked over the edge of my blanket and gazed into the darkness at the corner of the room but of course nothing was there my mother having had past experiences with paranormal things had once told me that if anything scary ever happened like that to ignore it and it would go away so that's exactly what I tried to do I squinted my eyes shut and pretended to be asleep when that didn't work I tried covering my head with the couch cushion to blot out the sound that didn't work either the sound stayed as loud as it had been almost as if it were coming from inside my own head I lay like that for what seemed like minutes but was probably only 45 seconds or so when another noise grabbed my attention the rustling of blankets I peered out from under my own blankets to see my mother had bolted up on the mattress she looked left and right with confusion then jumped up and ran down the stairs to the second floor my father father and sister were still sound asleep this next part is what my mom told me after she ran down the stairs when my mom hit the second floor She immediately opened the master bedroom thinking my aunt was awake and crying but nope sound asleep my mom could still hear the Wailing so she checked all the other rooms on the second floor and everyone was asleep confused she stood at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the third floor and listened to the Wailing Meanwhile my fear had given way to my curiosity glancing cautiously over towards the corner where the sound was coming from I leaned over the banister and gazed down to the second floor and I could see the hall light downstairs and Mom looked bewildered at the bottom of the steps mom she nearly jumped out her skin her head snapped up to look at me are you looking for the Wailing sound my mom's ey eyes widened you heard it tooo I nodded but why isn't anyone else waking up she called up I Shrugged she then turned away from me and headed down towards the stairs leading to the first floor as she rounded the corner towards the first floor she ran headlong into my little cousin he was wide-eyed in tears and shaking my mom asked him what was wrong and he said that it was coming to get him my mom began to ask what was coming to get him when she saw it a shadow humanoid came lurching up the steps towards them blacker than the darkness surrounding it as it approached it began to morph to grow and it was now standing at 8 ft tall lunging up the remaining stairs making a horrible sound as it came my mom grabbed my cousin and began sprinting up the stairs the shadow stomping just behind her this cacophony caught my attention and now completely ignoring the Wailing in the room with me I craned my neck over the banister to see what was going on I saw mom sliding around the corner towards the third floor stairs a flood of shade and darkness filling the hallway behind her my little cousin was screaming and clutching at her neck as she ran taking the stairs two at a time Mom Mom I cried it's right behind you she obliged and came flying up the final few steps steps towards the third floor as soon as she cleared the landing The Wailing completely stopped cut off like someone pulling the plug on a speaker she leapt into the air mattress with my cousin and I abandoned all pretense of maturity and clambered onto the mattress with them we all sat there huddled in abject Terror staring into the darkness of the staircase but nothing came no Shadow no wailing nothing that's when the The Stomping started up and down the stairs it went over and over rattling the knickknacks on the walls vibrating to the floors still no one woke up and after several minutes of this the footsteps reached the third floor and stopped dead the temperature in the room immediately started to plummet my mom had clearly had enough she started violently waking up my father wake up she snarled at him when my dad woke up everything got quiet again he was groggy and annoyed and asked us what we were doing we explained what had happened and my cousin still crying in my mother's arms as he looked at us skeptically but listened intently with us for any sounds in the house sounds never came for the rest of the night but none of us really slept after that in the morning my cousin still visibly shaken explained to us what had happened before mom found him he said he heard a voice calling him from downstairs and thought his father my late uncle had returned somehow he was young and I don't think he understood the permanence of death and when he went down to investigate he said he ran into the Shadow and that it was too big to be my daddy I don't know what exactly happened that night I've read about Shadow People about Jin about demons but nothing quite matches the being we saw that night if anyone has a good answer or has run into an entity like this I would love to hear about it this happened right after my wife and I got married and moved to Idaho we had just settled into our new apartment and we're getting used to our routine one night we were lying in bed my wife had fallen asleep beside me but I was still awake I often stayed up late reading comic books sometimes for hours on end and this night was no different I believe I was reading a Spider-Man series our bed was positioned along the wall where the door was so I had a clear view of it from where I was laying as I read I felt a strange sensation like I was being watched at first I Shrugged it off thinking it was just my imagination but then out of the corner of my eye I saw something that made my heart ski a beat there above the doorf frame was what seemed to be a black shadow peeking at me it looked as if it was standing upside down on the living room ceiling staring directly into into our bedroom it reminded me of a bat hanging upside down its head poking in the room I blinked and rubbed my eyes convinced that I was just seeing things but when I looked again it was still there its dark form unmistakable being near sighted I couldn't make out any details but I could tell it was looking at me it felt almost like it was playing a game of peekaboo ducking out of sight when I focused on it only to reappear moments later the room felt colder and a chill round down my spine my breathing grew shallow and my heart pounded in my chest I got that feeling that feels like someone dropped a hot rock in my stomach and I stared at it in shock unable to move or look away my mind raced trying to make sense of whatever I was seeing was it a trick of the light a figment of my imagination however after a few moments of making sure I was lucid I knew it was real the way it moved the way it seemed aware of my presence convinced me that it was no illusion desperately I reached over and shook my wife trying to wake her up Annie wake up she began to stir and the shadow slowly moved its head up and disappeared into the darkness of the living room my wife groggy asked what was wrong but I could tell she sensed the fear in my voice I explained what I had seen my voice trembling she was too terrified to even look herself but it wouldn't have mattered anyway as whatever entity it was had already vanished it felt like it was playing with me we lay there in the silent Darkness neither of us not safe I said a prayer for peace asking for protection and strength and slowly my nerves began to calm down and eventually we managed to fall asleep though it was a restless night the next day I didn't waste any time I called someone to have our home blessed hoping to rid our house of whatever presence has visited us thankfully we never had any more problems after that but even now I can't help but wonder about that night what was it that I saw the most terrifying thing is that I know it was real and I know it knew just how afraid I was I lived in North Carolina for 35 years since I was 5 I met my husband here and we've raised our family here for 22 years when we first moved into our own home we'd been married for one year and I was pregnant with our first child my husband left for work around 5:30 a. m. he's a linan so works early and I laid in bed until around 8:30 trying to usually avoid falling into morning sickness and while I laid in an empty house on the verge of the very first morning I could hear sounds in my kitchen cabinet doors opening and closing oxes so carefully folded clothes Ed in that well-known puzzle Corner over Corner over Corner were opening and boxes shifting as though they were being emptied and things put in their place I got out of bed expecting my husband and there was no one to be found no boxes am Miss no contents removed everything as it had been left the night before I kind of decided I was maybe tired or crazy even though I knew I was awake because I was nauseated and waiting for it to pass fast forward around 4 years and we have two children the girl we were expecting when we moved in and a boy who surprised us only 14 months after the first everyone's asleep it's around 4:00 a.
m. and I am awoken to the sound of my almost 3-year-old and my 4-year-old quietly singing in the living room I'm laying in my room listening and thinking it's too early to start the day I'm so tired but when you have little ones the day starts when they start so I lay a few more minutes bargaining so that maybe they'll go back to sleep and accept my fate and use the restroom and I put on my house coat and mind you they haven't stopped singing since I woke up I walk through my room and as I pass through the kitchen the singing stops immediately as I'm walking into my empty living room I see no one that was odd so I check on the kids in their room and they're out cold fast asleep I look around and everything is in its place the TV isn't on no radio playing just silence I go back to bed no reason to lose precious sleep when it's so hard to come by with the little ones and as you can imagine these events left me profoundly afraid when I was my family consisting of my two older brothers of 13 and 15 and my mother moved house we moved to a street that was built on an old tram track from around the 1900s the line of Terrace properties themselves were fairly new when we moved in they were only around 15 years old all of the properties have a rear Garden that is divided by a meter tall wooden fence each Garden has a shared rear wall that is 7 ft tall and made of concrete this wall separates the properties from the grounds of the local park and this is all relevant information I promise as a kid I kept myself entertained the age gap between my brothers and myself was enough for me to be left out of things and my parents were recently divorced I would make up games and act out imaginary scenes it was not uncommon to find me playing by myself in the back Garden we had pet rabbits that lived in a hutch that were up against the back wall mentioned earlier being the Curious child that I was I used to like standing on the hutch and looking over the wall into the park and people watch I remember it being a warm night the sun was setting a bit later in the day but with the way the daylight plays out in my memory it must be around 7:00 p. m.
