REAL GHOST STORY DING DONG

REAL GHOST STORY

“DING DONG”

As a kid, I lived in this townhouse that was built in possibly the 1970's. When I first moved in I was about 6 years old. I remember being excited since a townhouse is a major step from living in an apartment. Nothing seemed to happen though until I was 7.

It started with me having my friend overnight for a sleepover. We were in my mom's bed sleeping and had my toy crib in the room too. Suddenly we noticed that the crib was higher than what it normally was. I looked over and it was seriously like 5 centimetres off the ground. I called for my mom but by the time my mom got in the room, the crib was no longer in the air.

That was just the beginning. After that, the doorbell to my room would randomly go off on its own. No one would be upstairs and it would just go crazy. Even taking the batteries out, it still seemed to go off.

As I got older, old enough to babysit myself, I always felt nervous. I would always hear the front door opening and closing making me think my mom was home but when I checked, my mom wasn't home. I considered it to be hearing a door from the person beside me but it was just too loud to be coming from the other townhouses considering the doors were pretty much far apart.

I also always felt like I was being watched, like something was in the room watching what I was doing. Then things would always just move. I would put something down and when I would go back to get it not too long after, it would be in a completely different spot such as across the table. My mom wouldn't have moved it since she was nowhere near. My closet door would always open on its own which really creeped me out. I've always had anxiety over the door being opened, so it would always be closed.

Around the age of 12 I finally got a dog. I know that animals have these special senses so they can sense if someone else or something is around. One time my dog suddenly started to bark and growl viciously at this one area between the couch and the kitchen table. We had no idea what he was barking at but he seemed to be afraid of that one area. I picked him up and carried him to the spot to tell him nothing is wrong and he was acting terrified and the second I put him down he ran away scared.

I know for sure there was something in that townhouse because in my new house absolutely nothing has happened. Also, apparently one of my old neighbours moved away from the townhouse complex because they experienced similar things though they ended up coming back. My mom also told me that when she was moving in, she had an ashtray on the coffee table that suddenly flew across the room in mid air and just shattered long before hitting the ground.

I tried to research the history of the townhouse complex I lived in but found absolutely nothing.

Source: By: Tifftardis 

Dated: 2013-10-15, Country: Canada,

Paranormal Category: Haunted Places.

THE KILLER IN THE BACKSEAT

One night a woman went out for drinks with her girlfriends. She left the bar fairly late at night, got in her car and onto the deserted highway. After a few minutes she noticed a lone pair of headlights in her rear view mirror, approaching at a pace just slightly quicker than hers. As the car pulled up behind her she glanced and saw the turn signal on the car was going to pass when suddenly it swerved back behind her, pulled up dangerously close to her tailgate and the bright flashed.

Now she was getting nervous. The lights dimmed for a moment and then the brights came back on and the car behind her surged forward. The frightened woman struggled to keep her eyes on the road and fought the urge to look at the car behind her. Finally, her exit approached but the car continued to follow, flashing the brights periodically.

Through every stoplight and turn, it followed her until she pulled into her driveway. She figured her only hope was to make a mad dash into the house and call the police. As she flew from the car, so did the driver of the car behind her — and he screamed, "Lock the door and call the police! Call 911!"

When the police arrived the horrible truth was finally revealed to the woman. The man in the car had been trying to save her. As he pulled up behind her and his headlights illuminated her car, he saw the silhouette of a man with a butcher knife rising up from the back seat to stab her, so he flashed his brights and the figure crouched back down.

The moral of the story: Always check the back seat!

Analysis: In another common variant of this legend, the imperiled female (and it's always a female, please note) pulls into a gas station and is frightened by the odd behavior of the attendant, who keeps trying to get her to leave the car and join him in the office. It turns out he has glimpsed a knife-wielding murderer in the backseat and is trying to save her life!

Folklorists have traced the legend back to the 1960s and believe it may have been inspired by a vaguely similar real event in 1964 involving the discovery by a New York City policeman of an escaped murderer hiding in the backseat of his (the cop's) own car.

"The Killer in the Backseat" was among the legendary horror stories dramatized in the 1998 film Urban Legend. Let us not assume, however, that real-life evildoers never lie in wait for their victims in the backseats of vehicles. As reported in the Decatur Daily News on September 14, 2007, a female college student in Alabama was threatened by a man with a gun who popped up suddenly in the backseat of her SUV. She escaped, fortunately, by slamming on the brakes and bolting from the car.