When I was 9 years old, my family had purchased a home in Arizona it was a brick home built in 1973 and everyone was excited about moving into the house. As mom designated bedrooms to each one of us , I ended up with the room down a very long hallway and a door that opened up to the open patio in the backyard. Although it appeared to be far away from the rest of my siblings there was an uneasy feeling in the room, and night after night I would wake up from a deep sleep and I could see something standing over my bed. I would pull the blankets over my head and pray that it would go away as I was the oldest and always had to sent an example for my sisters. One night as it was storming outside I felt something yanking at my blanket, I pulled up and it pulled back as I opened my eyes a ghostly female figure was standing at the end of the bed,I could see her graying hair, which had been pulled back into a tight bun and her wrinkled and tattered shirt that she was wearing. I jumped out of my bed and the dresser went sliding across the bedroom door, I screamed and ran to the door that went out to the open patio in the backyard as I looked back I could see her standing in the doorway looking at me. As the rain was pouring down and I ran frantically through the puddles my heart was racing I approached the living room door on the other side of the house where my parents had been quietly sitting and watching TV , when they saw me they were beside themselves and asked me what in the sam hell had I been doing out in the rain. I told them that there was a lady in the bedroom and she pushed the dresser and I could not get out of the room. My father scolded me and told me to get back to bed, as there wasn't anything in that room. I absolutely refused to sleep in there and told them I wanted to share rooms as that bedroom had something in it . He told me that I had been watching to many movies and needed to get my ass to bed. I knew it wasn't from watching TV and absolutely refused to go back into that room. Needless to say after getting a spanking and kicking and screaming, I slept with my younger sister and my parents moved into that room two days later and decided that the punishment for us would be to share rooms, of course sharing a room to me was not a punishment it was a safety issue and hanging out with my younger sister at that time was not a big deal. We all shared rooms for the next nine years and my parents room was converted into a guest room. There had been many times over that nine years where I saw my parents sleep in the living room , but would never discuss why. I knew why as what I had encountered was a "Ghost." After I was eighteen they sold that house and it has been sold 12 times since then, interesting isn't it? What I do know about that home is that an elderly woman died in that home and roomer has it , what I had seen as a small child was the elderly lady that lived there.
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