Auto-SummaryThis post recounts a chilling paranormal experience in a flat the author and their friend rented. Strange occurrences began on the first night, including a mysterious "hello world" message on windows and unexpected guitar strumming. The author recounts several eerie incidents, such as hearing a party in the living room when none was present, footsteps in the hallway, and a sense of an invisible presence. These events persisted, leading to the couple's decision to leave the flat after just three nights. Despite the owner's assurance that no one had stayed more than a month, the author witnessed other strange occurrences, including a presence outside the flat and dark finger marks on a Mary image they had hung. The post concludes with the author vowing never to return to the area, emphasizing the unsettling impact of the haunting.
I can understand where you are coming from Swami and I too am a rationalist but you'd have to experience a ghost for yourself when there is only you alone and something else there and you are trying to tell yourself that it has a rational explanation while it becomes obvious that it doesnt.
My story:
My friend and I moved into a flat that was rather small, but very long and skinny so that it took a while to walk around the two hallways from front to back. While we were moving in we noticed that the windows in several rooms that were dirty had a message rubbed into them from the inside saying 'hello world'. This seemed strange to us as the realestate agent had told us that no-one had gone into the flat for monthes as the owner had not rented it out for two years.
Anyway, after the first night, I recall nothing in particular until the morning while sleeping in, I heard my guitar being strummed about 10am in the morning open chorded. I assumed this was my flatmate, so didnt take notice. When I got up at 11:30 I thought it was strange that my flatmate was still in bed and insisted that he hadnt been up at all in the morning.
The second night after a few drinks, we both came home and went to bed with nothing of any consequence occuring to me. In the morning however Mark (flatmate) insisted that he had been kept awake by a VERY rowdy party that sounded like it was inside our living room. I said that I didnt hear anything, and assumed it was the neighbours as their flats are attached to ours. The funny thing was that behind our flat was a vacant block and we had an old lady for two flats one direction, and an old man and an asian couple the other way - none of whom would have a rowdy party with lots of young people.
That afternoon the owner arrived to ask us if we had had any 'trouble' with the place and we said no - its seems quite nice, etc. we watched tv that evening and then we went to bed.
As I went into my room, my flatmate said that he's going outside for a smoke. I said cool then closed my door and lay down in my bed. Within a minute I could hear very distinct and loud (as if trying to be loud) footsteps going past my door over and over again within 10 second intervals as if someone was rushing up adn down the hallway. I assumed this was Mark, but then I heard him re-enter the house after his cigerette and the stomping stopped.
I just thought it was a bit strange, then went back to dosing, when within a minute of him closing his bedroom door, the footstep began again continually and were enough for me to become wide awake and curious. I thought it might have been an animal in the roof, but the sounds was definately coming from the hallway outside my room. Just as I was wondering what it was the sound actually seemed to walk into the room and stop at the end of my bed. At this stage I looked up towards the closed door and saw nothing. There was silence. Then with a rush the footsteps moved across the room to the cupboard and I actually heard the cupboard doors open when I could see that they already were open! I sat up and looked toward the area and gazed at the ceiling thinking it had to be the next door neighbour or an animal in the room.
This bit still makes me shake! As I sat up I heard the steps sounding towards me and as they did so, a plastic bag on the floor made a distinct crinkling sound and I swore. It was then that the steps sounds like they were right under by bed and I felt a definite and strange electric 'pressure' and a strange buzzing sound in my ears that sounded like a purring of a cat or something. I freaked out and screamed and rushed to turn the light on out of bed. Upon doing so there was nothing there at all. My flatmate came rushing and i had to say 'look man, I know this soudns fucked, but there was an invisible person walking around in here!' He didnt believe me, but i was so scared that i insisted on sleep in his room with the light on and behind his bed as well. I was very scared - but more just shocked - i also severley doubted what had occured - i thought i was mad.
After some reassurance from my flatmate, we attempted to fall asleep. No sooner had we again began to dose when we both were woekn in severe fright by loud slipper-like footsteps thumping into the room from the closed door. We both awoke in panic and screamed our lungs out. As soon we were awake however there was nothing in the room. But as we grabbed all our stuff to get out, we heard a distinctly human knocking on the wall of Mark's room that was between his room and the lounge room. That was enough for both of us to rush to the car and fuck off out of there.
The next day we invited three friends to come to the house as well, and two fo the three had their own experiences in the house. I was asleep on the lounge room floor with a friend next to me when i felt a footstep on the quilt beside me that actually pressed it down like someone was standing there and then a huge pressure on my body that instantly woke me in shock out of sleep. My friend heard knocking, footsteps and a presense. My flatmate's friends also heard knocking and laughter. We believed it was a painting in the room that was causing the problems, so on the third night my flatmate went and got some holywater and sprayed it around the house, put up images of mary everywhere and then smashed the painting up. I went to stay else where while he stayed at the falt with his mate. That night he was woken by a distinct scream right next to his ear 'MARK!'. And this was enough for them both to freak out and go stay somewhere else.
Later on that night I actually noticed a presence in the room where I was staying (two miles from the flat) and this freaked me out. Mark also had experiences outside the flat later on. We both bought a cat and moved into a new flat and the experiences happily stopped.
I only stayed there three nights and I was there seven days and other weird stuff happened when we were moving out. I saw a large brown blob moving in the kitchen from the corner of my eye and when mark pulled down the Mary image there were dark finger marks all around it on the wall like someone had been constantly rubbing at the image! Weird shit.
We blew our bond and fucked off quick smart and I will never even drive down that street again.
To cut a long story short, the owner gave us our bond back later anyway and he said that he had never had a tenant in three years stay more than a month or too. The neighbour said that the flat two doors down was the scene of a suicide, but that' all he could say - 'maybe its because its number 7' he joked.
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