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Life of terror Part 1 the nightmare begins chapter 1&2
Chapter 1 1994-1995
My family moved into my old house in 1994 I was 2 years old at the time. The first night we moved in my sister and I started to hear origin music coming from our bedroom closet. I got up and went to investigate when I open the closet doors there was a man leaning against the doorway. I could see only his body and his hair but I couldn’t see the face and he was 6 feet tall. We scream and when my mom ran in and turn on lights he was gone (She said it was just a nightmare.)
March 21 1994, 9am I was getting ready for the first day of preschool when I started to hear footsteps in my room. I call my sister who is 4 years older then me and she told me she heard nothing but as soon as she put one foot out the door it started up again. That night she told our parents on what we heard they say it was nothing. 3/23/94 was the night when the nightmares began. In my nightmare I'm walking down a road chasing a guy. Than I was lying in the middle of the road and I see a truck in front of me. Than there was a flash than I saw some high school laughing at me. Than there was another flash and I was in a house with red carpet. Down the hall there was guy staring at me than the house caught on fire. I woke up screaming and after that I slept with my mom the whole time we were living there.
A month after the nightmares began things started to kick up. We would hear footsteps in the hallways at night. Light bulbs would explode, lock doors would be found open, stuff like beds, TV’s, tables, and toys would move on their own. Than the night before we moved I forgot the date. We started to hear fighting in the hallway. I went to take a look and there in the hallway I saw the same man that I saw the first night we moved in. But this time I can see his face. There was blood running down his cheeks and a bullet hole in his forehead. When I started to scream my mom ran out of the room and she saw it. She woke up my dad and he ran out and when he saw it we pack up and moved early the next morning. We will never know who he was and we didn’t want to know...
This is not the end it’s only the beginning of my life of terror.
Chapter 2 1995-1996
We moved into a duplex in Concord on March 17th, 1995 it was quiet but that didn’t last. 3/20/95 it was my 3rd birthday and my mom put me down for a nap while she gets ready for my birthday party later that day. Around I think 2or3pm I woke up with someone or something shaking my mattress. When I open my eyes there was nothing there but I had a really strong felling of being watch and it felt like I’m in danger.
A week after we moved in. I was sitting down for breakfast while watching a pup name Scooby Do with my mom (my dad was out at sea at the time.) We both started to hear crying coming from the attic when my mom went up to check it out no one was there.
Later that night I have another nightmare I was running down the same street but this time I saw myself getting hit by a pickup truck. Than I found myself lying on the ground of the high school and I can hear screaming. I ran to the main quad and I saw everybody killing each other. Than I found myself standing outside the firehouse. That when I saw someone get shot and I saw my older sister running to that person side crying and she yelling at me to get some help but I couldn’t move. Than I found myself standing in the hallway in some house with red carpet next thing I knew the house was gone there was nothing there but broken glass, cars on top of each other, piles of wood, and bodies than I woke up crying.
April 10th 1995, I was home sick with the flu and I was lying down on the couch watching cartoons. When I started to hear footsteps down the hall and I thought it was my mom, so I call for her but she never answer. When I was about to get up to see what she doing there was nobody they’re. Than my mom walked in from the garden and she asks me “what are you doing off the couch?” When I told her on what I heard she told I was just sick and tire you need your rest.
April 12th 1995, 6am I got to use the bathroom. While I was walking down the hallway I started to hear footsteps behind me but when I look there was nothing there. So I continue down the hall than I started to hear the footsteps again, this time I ignored it. Than while I was going back to bed I heard someone call my name. Than there was a loud crash coming from my room so I ran to the living room and slept there. (To this day I still sleep in the living room and wake up at 6am)
As month’s goes by thing’s got worse. People getting hurt, my dog kill himself, mirrors would explode, stuff like pots, pans, and plates will be thrown, we keep seeing a girl with short brown hair around the house. Than the night before we moved I woke up from a nightmare and I saw a man with a knife standing outside my bed room window (It was the same man from before) I got up and walk to the backyard and there he was. Before he vanishes he told me to “be careful he will get you.” We moved the next day.
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