|Posted by Storm on July 4, 2012 at 12:00 AM|
Previously, I mentioned that my father had purchased an old home in the country. Nothing special about it. No murders or anything like that.
'We had a haunted stair case, that I previously mentioned. This is related to that stair case.
I was 16 at the time, dating and my girlfriend had brought me home in her car. When she pulled into the driveway the car died. It wouldn't start no matter what we did.
Being ten miles from town, it wasn't an option to walk or call a taxi. Her mom worked at night at a Nursing home and couldn't come get her. So, I offered to let her stay in my room upstairs and I'd sleep downstairs in the living room on the couch.
I had been asleep for a couple of hours when I heard a very loud scream. Groggily I made it to my feet and realized it was my girlfriend screaming, upstairs.
I ran upstairs to find out what the problem was.When I arrived my mother looked confused and wanted to know what my girlfriend was doing in my room. (My mother had been working the late shift and had just arrived home.)
I asked my mother what had happened?
She told me that she was going to bed when she heard a woman's voice in my bedroom and she thought that I had a girl in there with me. She had opened up the door, turned on the lights and the girl simply started screaming and wouldn't stop.
She then wanted to interrogate me about the girl. (Mother's have strange priorities) I went my girlfriend and asked her what had happened?
She told me that she had been asleep and was having a terrible nightmare. She woke up scared and a woman had come into the room to comfort her. She had naturally assumed it was my mother.
The woman had calmed her down. About that time, my mother flipped on the light switch and she saw that there was no one in the room with her. That's when she started screaming.