Chapter 4 2000-2006
"There no one here James" “but dad there was someone here I heard them" " your just hearing things." I know I heard them I'm not making this up!" “I’m not saying that your making it up I’m saying you were just tire.” “What ever!” My relationship with my dad grew apart after that day.
March 20th 2000 3pm it was 10th birthday and I was getting ready to go to the movies. “James are you ready yet?” “No not yet I just need to put on my shoes on.” As I head down the stairs I notice that the whole stairs case went freezing cold. I was on the 6th step when I felt a hand on my back the next thing that I knew I was on the floor with the firefighters around me. When I awoke on the couch there stood my grate grandfather he was talking to me he told me “You have a gift and now your old enough to start using it.” When my mom came in she ask me “who are you talking to?” “My grate grandfather.” “But your grate grandfather die three years before you were born.” I was shock when she told because I know he was there. She told me that I have six since and that really scare me because I didn’t knew what it was at the time.
April 1st 2000 9:45pm I started to have the same nightmare I been having for years about the school. “Not this dream again what the name of this school anyway.” I told myself as I wake up on the football field. I look around for a name or some clue on what kind of school this is. As I walk up on what look like the school gym there on the wall was the name (freedom high school). When I walk into the main part of the school it was like walking into the school of death. Dead bodies and blood everywhere than I started to hear footsteps behind me. “James I have been waiting for you” when I turn around I saw a student wearing a blooding sweat shirt and he had a blooding axe in his hand. “Where were you James you just miss all the fun but don’t worry I will show you what you miss.” At this point I’m running up the stairs that lead to the roof praying to god to wake me up. As I got to the edge of the roof I realize that there nowhere to run and I got a choice to make. “This the end of the line James time to get off” than he swung the axe than the next thing I knew I was falling. Than I fell onto my bed I was up and cover in sweat and I had a bloody nose.
June 30th 2000 8am “will there you are sleeping head bad night?” “It was awful Casey I had another nightmare about the high school again.” “Again James man you need to stop watching those scary movies.” “But I haven’t been watching the-““shhh do you hear it?” Casey asks me while I was in the middle of talking. At first I didn’t hear but as soon I stop talking I could hear it. It sounded like a girl singing upstairs. When Casey and I started upstairs the singing got louder and louder. Than as soon we got to the attic door (that where it was coming from) there was a shot gun blast and a scream than it went quiet the singing stop as will.
July 31 2002 7:15am “James come on were going to be late we still need to drop off Casey at school on the way to your doctor apt.” “Ok I’m coming hold your horses!” I told my mother as I limp down the stairs and got into the car next to my sister. As we drove up to my sister school my heart just drop because the name on the sine was freedom high school it is the same school from my nightmare. As we drove into the parking lot there was a flash than there was blood on the walls and bodies everywhere than there was laughing next and when I look there he was the guy with the bloody sweat shirt and the bloody ax. When swung it at me I woke up screaming and we just arrive at the hospital.
Oct 12 2002 4:15pm “James can u do dishes for me?” “Sure why not” I told my sister being lazy as I enter the kitchen the whole room went freezing cold so cold that I could see my breath. When I started to clean the glasses I started to heard what sounded like something dragging next to me. Than from out of nowhere something yanks from behind and when I hit the floor the glass flew off the counter and hit the stove on the other side of the room. (what ever it was save my life.)
As years go by things got a lot worse. People getting more intense nightmares to the point of not sleeping anymore, mold in places where it shouldn’t be, people getting push down stairs, guy with a black robe with a hood over his face has been seen through out the apartment complex, people getting attack in the other apartments, a NA spirit is seen in the big backyard near the fence, and the sound of a man shouting in the parking lot we move a week later.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
life of terror chapter 3
Chapter 3 1996-2000
We moved into an apartment complex on Teakwood Dr in Oakley on March 20th 1996. “I love it” I heard my mother told my dad. “It’s prefect for us finally the kids don’t need to share a room any more.” Than my dad turn and look at my mom. “Um honey they will have to because this place only has three bedrooms.” “Who going to share with whom?” my dad answers as he looks back in the back seat at us. “Sondra (my oldest sister) is going to share with Casey (my other sister who I talk about at the begging) and Scott (my older bother who I hate so much) is going to share with James (guess who that is).”
As we drove through the gate of the apartment complex something about it gave Casey and me the creeps. But we just thought that our memory on what happen last year was getting to us. But soon we will find out that we were wrong. Later that night we woke up to the sound of footsteps in the attic. “Do you see anything up there Hun?” my mom scream up to my dad “no it just old apartment old building always make noises that could be the case”. But Casey and I knew that not the case “But old buildings don’t wear army boots “I told myself. After that night everything went quiet for a year.
March 20th 1997, my 5th birthday it was a day I will never forget. “Make a wish James” as I blew the candles out all the lights in the apartment went out. “What happen to the lights?” “Maybe it a blackout” ‘no it can’t be the street and stop lights are still working.” I look up at her “Mommy what happen to the lights?” Just as soon as I ask her we started to hear what sound like someone with boots on walking down the stairs. “Hun is that you?” “No I’m right here.” As the footsteps got closer I got really scare. “Mommy what is that?” “I don’t know James I don’t know.” As the footsteps enter the kitchen it stops and the lights turn back on.
March 25th 1997, I was having the same nightmare that I have been having for years. But this time something was different about it. I was older around 17 or 18yrs old in this dream. "James, James" I can hear somebody call my name as I run through the halls of the school with blood everywhere. “Come on James I just want to talk to you" just as I thought I was home free I bump into a dead end. Then there was a shotgun blast then I started to scream. "James wake up your having a nightmare" I woke up with a shadow leaning over my bed when I blink my eyes it was gone when I look at the clock it was 6am.
March 30th 1997, 9:45pm I woke up from the sound of the thunder so I got up and went to my sister’s room. “Sondra I'm scare can I sleep with you?" Sondra look up at me "fine climb in." As I lay in her bed looking up at Casey bunk. When I started to notice I was being watch from the closet. So I got up and look around than I finally look over at the closet (what I saw that night still scare me to this day) I saw blood red eyes and a voice told me " how dear you" than there was a shot gun blast. Than from out of nowhere there was screaming than the screaming turn into thunder and as lighting flash the red eyes vanish. Than I pass out and when I got up it was 6am.
June 5th 1997, 10am "James come down for breakfast" I woke up to my mom's voice for the first time in month. "James hurry up your scrabbles eggs are getting cold." "I'm coming" as I got up and started down the stairs the whole apartment went freezing cold. At first I just thought the heater was broken but when my dad check it out "anything Hun?" "Everything working fine I don't what wrong with it." just then we started to hear knocking on the walls and windows and then there was crash down the stairs when we look there was nothing there.
as years go by things got worse TV turn off and on by them self, the burners on the stove turn by it self, people getting attack in their sleep, pictures frames flew off walls, anger rose in my family (were fighting more), the list goes on and on. the day that we move (we just move 2 doors down) as I enter the other apartment early that morning to move my stuff into my new room I started to fell like I'm being watch than I hear a child laugh that when I ran out of there.
We moved into an apartment complex on Teakwood Dr in Oakley on March 20th 1996. “I love it” I heard my mother told my dad. “It’s prefect for us finally the kids don’t need to share a room any more.” Than my dad turn and look at my mom. “Um honey they will have to because this place only has three bedrooms.” “Who going to share with whom?” my dad answers as he looks back in the back seat at us. “Sondra (my oldest sister) is going to share with Casey (my other sister who I talk about at the begging) and Scott (my older bother who I hate so much) is going to share with James (guess who that is).”
As we drove through the gate of the apartment complex something about it gave Casey and me the creeps. But we just thought that our memory on what happen last year was getting to us. But soon we will find out that we were wrong. Later that night we woke up to the sound of footsteps in the attic. “Do you see anything up there Hun?” my mom scream up to my dad “no it just old apartment old building always make noises that could be the case”. But Casey and I knew that not the case “But old buildings don’t wear army boots “I told myself. After that night everything went quiet for a year.
March 20th 1997, my 5th birthday it was a day I will never forget. “Make a wish James” as I blew the candles out all the lights in the apartment went out. “What happen to the lights?” “Maybe it a blackout” ‘no it can’t be the street and stop lights are still working.” I look up at her “Mommy what happen to the lights?” Just as soon as I ask her we started to hear what sound like someone with boots on walking down the stairs. “Hun is that you?” “No I’m right here.” As the footsteps got closer I got really scare. “Mommy what is that?” “I don’t know James I don’t know.” As the footsteps enter the kitchen it stops and the lights turn back on.
March 25th 1997, I was having the same nightmare that I have been having for years. But this time something was different about it. I was older around 17 or 18yrs old in this dream. "James, James" I can hear somebody call my name as I run through the halls of the school with blood everywhere. “Come on James I just want to talk to you" just as I thought I was home free I bump into a dead end. Then there was a shotgun blast then I started to scream. "James wake up your having a nightmare" I woke up with a shadow leaning over my bed when I blink my eyes it was gone when I look at the clock it was 6am.
March 30th 1997, 9:45pm I woke up from the sound of the thunder so I got up and went to my sister’s room. “Sondra I'm scare can I sleep with you?" Sondra look up at me "fine climb in." As I lay in her bed looking up at Casey bunk. When I started to notice I was being watch from the closet. So I got up and look around than I finally look over at the closet (what I saw that night still scare me to this day) I saw blood red eyes and a voice told me " how dear you" than there was a shot gun blast. Than from out of nowhere there was screaming than the screaming turn into thunder and as lighting flash the red eyes vanish. Than I pass out and when I got up it was 6am.
June 5th 1997, 10am "James come down for breakfast" I woke up to my mom's voice for the first time in month. "James hurry up your scrabbles eggs are getting cold." "I'm coming" as I got up and started down the stairs the whole apartment went freezing cold. At first I just thought the heater was broken but when my dad check it out "anything Hun?" "Everything working fine I don't what wrong with it." just then we started to hear knocking on the walls and windows and then there was crash down the stairs when we look there was nothing there.
as years go by things got worse TV turn off and on by them self, the burners on the stove turn by it self, people getting attack in their sleep, pictures frames flew off walls, anger rose in my family (were fighting more), the list goes on and on. the day that we move (we just move 2 doors down) as I enter the other apartment early that morning to move my stuff into my new room I started to fell like I'm being watch than I hear a child laugh that when I ran out of there.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
life of terror chapter 2
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.
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.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
life of terror part 1 chapter 1
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.
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.
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