I’ve always had a fear of attics after what I saw.
I was young. Probably about 8. My grandparents told me to stay away from the attic. Well, natural childhood curiosity got the best of me one day.
I was playing upstairs and decided to go check it out. I opened the door and there was a man there. He had blood coming from his eyes, nose and ears. He said, “You know you’re not supposed to be up here.”
I freaked out of course. Ran downstairs and told my grandparents. It turns out that the guy I saw resembled my grandfather’s friend who died in the house. Cause of death: burst aneurysm in the brain.
Craziest experience: I was with my friends Jess and Danielle, who is now my girlfriend, and we were on our way to drop her off. It was late, maybe around 11:30PM, and pitch black. All night I’ve been getting glimpses out of the corner of my eyes of shadow like apparitions. They look like the outline of a body but no facial detail, and I can’t even determine if male or female. I didn’t think much of it, because I never felt a threatening feeling from it so I shook it off most of the night. Anyways, we pull up to Danielle’s house and we say bye. As soon as she closes the door an overwhelming floral smell comes through my AC. I check my rear view mirror to where Danielle was previously sitting and there was an older woman sitting there. I knew she was a spirit, because the things around her looked faded, dull, lifeless. Even though it was just the back seat of my car she seemed like a painting. The woman didn’t look at me, just out the window towards the moon. I looked at Jess the moment I saw the woman and she replied with, “I know.” We kept driving but the air got heavy, like hard to breathe. Like when you go outside in a really dense fog. Its almost like you have to try harder to get a full breath. We rolled the windows down and then turned on the radio. The first thing that came over the radio was, “This one goes out to all of the folks who are no longer with us, but are watching over us right now.” I noped out of that one and put on some hip hop, booty shaking, club banging music hoping to drown out the heaviness of the situation.
So after the booty poppin’ music started to play things died down quite a bit, until after I dropped Jess off. I turned the music off because I was starting to develop a head ache, and my neck was getting sore. As soon as I parked my car in my garage I felt the air thicken and heard the silence take over. I checked the rear seat and there she was. The old woman. But this time she was looking directly at me. I froze and kept eye contact with her. A minute passed, which felt like hours, and then she looked away. I looked at the front of my car because I thought I saw something cross in front of my head lights, then i looked to my left after possibly seeing something in my side mirror, and then my right. She was sitting next to me in the front passenger seat. The silence was deafening, the air was musky with the smell of damp flowers. Then this loud ringing started to resonate from her. Like that annoying mosquito ring tone you could get on old phones. It got to the point where it was starting to hurt. I closed my eyes and covered my ears trying to make the sound less irritating.
As soon as I opened my eyes everything stopped. No more shadows, no more weird old lady, no more buzzing, and I can hear the normal hum of our water heater. I haven’t seen her since, but the shadows come and go.