The following report was sent into our website by Junaid on Sep 27, 2012:
“When I was about 10 or 11 yrs old, I lived on Embassy Avenue. It was an old neighborhood and rather creepy as well. During my days there I used to love watching horror movies late at night. But it seemed that every time I watched a horror movie, there was something watching me. This dark feeling came mainly from my hallway which was close by my TV. But that wasn’t what scared me. What scared me was what would happen at night after these movies.
At about 2AM every night that I had watched a horror movie there would be a dark figure that would come into my room and find a new way to scare me every time. Whether it took form of scary characters from my movies or a shadow in the corner growling at me it always caused me to flee from my room and into my parents’ bedroom.
Then later on, one day, I was home alone after school, so there was still light out. And I had decided that I needed a cup of tea. So I set off to make my tea, prepared my mug and turned the kettle on. When the water was hot I began to pour the water into my mug. And when it was halfway full my mug, very quickly, flew up about 30cm and smashed back on to my counter as if someone grabbed it, picked it up, and hit it against my counter. First I was in denial, thinking I had lost my mind. But then I saw that my mug was chipped on the bottom and my tea was leaking out. Of course this had me completely panicked resulting in me fleeing my home to a friend’s house.
Every now and then something would happen, whether it was growling and grunting, to things being missing, to cabinets being open for no reason. It wasn’t a great experience.
Now that I don’t live there anymore, these experiences are just memories.”