The light silhouetted what looked like elongated people standing outside. They were slowly moving and banging on the windows trying to get in. I have never had such terrifying dreams. I actually woke up screaming
My Paranormal Journey
Very early on I started to have strange feelings about the place, which caused me to avoid going upstairs alone. I also began to have disturbing dreams that got worse the longer we stayed here.
By Theresa Rutherford This is Part III of a four part story, please consider reading Part I & Part II before going further. In The Haunted Apartment Part II I mentioned that our landlord friend (I called her Justine) came home for a visit this past week. We had a
For the greater part of the three weeks in the new place I was sleeping very well but about three nights ago I started dreaming of my deceased family members again.
Frank was a long-haul trucker and he quite often would have a story about his time on the road. I was very young but I still remember many tales being told. Unfortunately some of the stories have faded with time but this one story always stood out. This story truly scared me so I still remember it like it was told to me yesterday.
The hours passed and the painting I was creating on the board became more and more sad looking, to the point it became… well how should I say, kind of hideous. The portrait of Dorian Gray couldn’t have looked more horrifying.