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.