The following report was sent into our website by Adam on July 25, 2014:
“In 2004 my mom and I moved to an apartment above a department store. It is an older building that was once a mechanic shop, where I had heard a young man died. For the first year I did not notice anything, but slowly we both noticed things moving on their own, disappearing and reappearing again. Some lights would come off and on. This was nothing compared to the traumatic experiences my mom myself and my friends and skeptics would soon endure.
In ’05, one night brushing my teeth I saw someone in the mirror walk behind me in the kitchen. Startled, I walked in expecting to see someone. No one was there. I yelled down stairs to my mom who was still in, bed but she told me odd things were happening in her room.
Periodically watching our tv we would see someone in the kitchen from the reflection in family pictures and whatnot. Of course being the only male, I investigated every odd thing we encountered to no avail for a reasonable explanation. Then the assaults started.
In 2006, I was 18 and got my wisdom teeth out, at home one morning recovering. I was violently held down in my bed by a silvery blue force of light…. I know sleep paralysis blah blah blah. But I was awake and could hear menacing laughter. I ran from my room and my mom was equally horrified to see various table tops on her dresser moving to their own accord.
That night her night-gown disappeared, and reappeared nine months later folded in a locked security cabinet we had not entered.
My friends saw a lot of spooky things too. Someone would always walk out of my mom’s room and head for the door to the bottom staircase, but there is no way they could get in or out because we had a double-sided dead bolt.
I have too many tales. I lived there for five long tormenting years. I went on ‘Ghostly Encounters‘ (TV show) in 2009 and told some of my stories, in the episode titled “Dead on the Job”.
I’ll tell you one other ominous encounter. My entire group of friends, especially when we were a bunch of testosterone filled 18 year olds, were hardcore into metal, we loved the most violent music with repulsive lyrics which touched such topics as murder, Satanism, anti-religion and war. I am still an avid death metal fan. While in my room blasting some Kreator, the exact song called, “One of Us”, my friend Scott saw something that changed his mind on the spirit world forever. It was 3:12 in the afternoon, and I was born at 3:12 a.m. Every time I see 3:12 my brain makes a note that it’s another twelve hours I’ve lived haha.
Anyways it was 3:12 and we were rocking out hard, the energy in the room was at a peak. I felt someone grab my left shoulder and looked at Scott, I said ” man someone just grabbed me” and his face was white, he said “I just saw someone behind you”. He described a silver blueish formation of smoke that took to a face of an old man which was looking at me. We talked about it for a couple minutes and felt our clothing being touched and pulled. I went to leave the room and the door would not move, the knob turned but the door didn’t budge. When we left we were in some sort of shock.
That night I was in bed, had forgot the ordeal we had, and the song “One of Us” came on my stereo. I heard three knocks on my wall and looked at the clock, it was 3:12 a.m.
I have had many encounters, too many to list. When I left that house and moved to London, my 3 room mates were terribly haunted. Things happened to them that were so terrifying they won’t even tell me.
I’ve been haunted a long time, and turned down by mediums and amateur ghost investigators alike. One thing I learned from all of this, is I know how to suffer.”
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