A Pennsylvania woman describes various odd occurrences in the house she lived in when younger. Eventually, her mother opened up to her about a truly disturbing discovery that she had!
I received the following account:
"Hello, Lon. I really enjoy your reports about divine intervention and Angels. I decided that I would send you a personal story.
My sister is a year and a half younger than me and a cancer survivor. During this period in our lives, she was still undergoing chemotherapy treatments and we needed it to be as close as possible to Children's Hospital of Philadelphia. So we end up finding a reasonable rental in Chester, Pennsylvania.
The neighborhood was quiet, our neighbors were pretty nice, and from what I could remember at least on the surface the house we were staying in was quite nice.
I didn't really know what a ghost was at the time. I was maybe 8 years old. We were there for maybe a month when some of the experiences occurred. In order to pay my sister's medical bills, my mother took a job as a truck driver. She could be away 3 to 4 days at a time and during those periods she would get my older cousin to stay at the house in order to babysit.
It was during one of these periods our first paranormal experience happened. My mom was working for Toys R Us, and she had to haul a load from Pennsylvania to Kentucky. There's a good chance she wouldn't be back until sometime the next day and so my cousin stepped in. Now it wasn't uncommon for her to be on the phone with her boyfriend or one of her other friends and completely lose track of time. Now it's August, my room is freezing and I'm having a hard time trying to sleep.
As I'm laying there debating whether or not it was worth catching hell for being up well past my bedtime I hear whispering. Kind of like a muffled conversation between two people. I figured, "Okay, she's on the phone with her boyfriend. If I sneak into the living room to check the AC dial, she won't notice me as long as I'm quiet." So I went downstairs as quickly and as quietly as my little legs could carry me. I checked the air conditioner and it was set to 73 degrees. My mom left it on that setting when she went out the door and it had not been changed. On my way back to my room, I peered into the parlor to find my cousin fast asleep on my mom's day bed. Judging by how hard she was snoring, she could not have been having a conversation when I heard it.
I went back to my room and just brushed the whole thing off as my mind played tricks on me. I attempt to go back to sleep and then the muffled conversation is still going on. So I get up and look out my window, and aside from a couple of stray cats in the neighbor's yard no other signs of life, let alone human. This muffled conversation carried on until the sunlight started to breach the horizon.
I got zero sleep that night and I dragged all the next day. I was so tired that I ended up falling asleep standing up at one point. I never told my cousin all of the details as to why I was so tired, just that I couldn't sleep.
She babied me the majority of the day because she figured maybe I was coming down with something. When my mom came in the door later on that night she clued her in on the fact that I might have been sick and we had to be careful with me around my sister due to her compromised immune system.
I told my mother everything in detail because something inside me told me she would take me seriously. She told me to go to sleep down on the daybed just to be on the safe side. She slept in my room that night.
The next morning she yelled at me because she thought I was messing around with the air conditioning unit and had somehow turned on the heat. When she got up to check the AC as I'd done the previous night, there it sat at 73 completely untouched. She was up opening up my vents looking for clogs or obstructions of any kind only to find nothing. The vents were squeaky clean and according to her, my room was well over 90 degrees.
Mom figured there was something wrong with the unit itself and until our landlord came by to repair it the parlor was my makeshift bedroom. My cousin would sleep in my mom's room from that point forward.
It took a few weeks but the landlord finally came by to give the unit a look and he could find nothing wrong. As it turns out the guy installed HVAC for a living and all of the vents were practically brand new. He couldn't make heads or tails of the whole situation.
Eventually Autumn came and my room was mine once again. It appeared the whacked-out temperature in my room was a thing of the past. I no longer heard the whispered conversations, but that wasn't the end of things.
Outside of my window was this old rusted fire escape. At random times in the night, I would hear the ladder come down and people start climbing up and down. There was only one problem with this. The ladder was so badly damaged due to age it had been removed thus rendering the fire escape practically useless. One night I'd just gotten sick of it so I made my way over to the window to get visual confirmation as to what may have been causing all of the noise.
I distinctly remember seeing a solid gray figure resembling an early teenage boy dressed in clothing from the 1940s era. I could see right through him. He had a look on his face that could only be described as one of distress. He looks right at me and I lock up. I couldn't scream, I couldn't breathe, I was so paralyzed with fear I urinated on myself.
He stared at me for what seemed like an eternity before he sprang away like smoke off of the end of a cigarette. I felt myself regain movement and I collapsed in a heap on the ground screaming for my mother.
She picked me up and from what she told me in later years, I was pale as a sheet and shaking uncontrollably. She said that the only other time she had seen such pure fear on my face was when I witnessed my neighbor's son almost killed by a hit-and-run drunk driver a few years later.
She had a few experiences of her own and these led to us moving out. She told me a man's boot print kept showing up on the carpet outside of her bedroom door. She described it as being a dark rusty color. She cleaned it several times and it just kept coming back like she'd done at nothing at all.
Between me seeing the ghost boy and a particularly disturbing discovery she found in a locked-off storage area under the cellar steps, it was time to get the hell out of Dodge.
I really had to press the issue for her to tell me what she found. I was about 30 years old when she finally opened up about the whole thing. The medicine cabinet in her bathroom had been loose for some time. Rather than bother the landlord about coming over to fix it she said that she would take it upon herself and see if he would just write it off on the next month's rent.
She took the wobbly medicine cabinet off of her bathroom wall and she found a skeleton key inside an old medicine bottle. She was curious to see what it went to and she inspected all the doors in the house. We didn't have an attic so she immediately ruled that out. She walked around the whole house only to find all the doors had been replaced and there was no way that he would have fit anything. And then it occurred to her she hadn't checked the cellar.
She grabbed the Maglite out of her truck and proceeded to walk around in a cellar until she came upon that door under the steps.
She opened it up and looked around inside with her flashlight and at first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. There was a bunch of old toys from the late sixties and early seventies in there. As curiosity got the better of her she decided to crawl into this tiny room under the stairs and when she got to the corner of the room she found what she described as one of the most disturbing things she ever saw.
No less than 10 cat carcasses were stacked neatly in a corner! All of them were headless! An old dull and rusty knife with a curved, serrated blade sat next to them. When she turned around to get out of the room there were a bunch of cat skulls stacked on top of each other in a pyramid-like fashion. The words "ALL FOR YOU" were scrawled into the wall presumably by the same blade.
She made the conscious decision to move us out that day. We were packed and ready to go by the weekend.
Again, I've only told this to maybe three people and they always take it as me trying to scare them. I assure you, this isn't some campfire tale. Although I've never experienced anything since this, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
So here's my weird, creepy, paranormal experience. Take it as you will." C
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