This true story goes back about three years ago when I first stepped foot into my friends house. Lisa had told me her house was hunted. We were only about eleven at the time and she claimed that something had called her name out from her closet the night before. This was when I was a skeptic and I laughed at her, but later that night about 3:00 am when EVERYONE, but Lisa's sister and I were sleeping, we heard something whisper 'Elizabeth'. Lisa's sister even began to cry and I did get a little freaked. I just guessed it was Lisa talking in her sleep.
About a week later Lisa's step dad Mike began hearing things call out his name. Even when no one was in the house. About a year passed and they'd hear something typing on the computer at night. Then Lisa's Uncle committed suicide and died. They moved some of his belongings from his house to theirs. This is about when it got really bad.
Lisa's parents would hear dogs barking in their basement when they only had one dog, which wasn't allowed in the basement. They'd also hear things moving around upstairs when no one was up there. The worst was to come when Lisa felt something breathing on her upstairs one night. Lisa told her parents and they had a professional come in to the house. This is what he told them:
They had one spirit in there house brought in by her uncles furniture, which lived down stairs and two EVIL spirits in Lisa's room, which were brought in by witch craft. A day later Lisa's family found out that her grand mother was practicing it. The professional claimed he had gotten the sprits out of the house and left. This was very recent.
Later that week Lisa asked me to spend the night. Trusting that the spirits were gone I did. That was the worst night of my entire life. Nothing had happened until me and Lisa were getting ready for bed. Lisa slept on the ground because there was no room on the bed. I, of course, got the bed. About ten minutes of lying in the dark we heard a huge crash down stairs. It shook the whole house. Lisa and I assumed it was just her mom closing a door. Then five minutes later there was another huge crash upstairs (Her room is upstairs). I finally asked Lisa if she was awake and she said "yes."
We turned on the light and began to search for what could have caused the house to shake. All we could find was a soccer ball lying on the floor in her sisters room. I felt safe in her room that night so I had no trouble going to sleep. At about 4:00 am I woke up to the bed shaking. This terrified me. Lisa was shaking the bed. She suddenly stopped then turned her head toward me and snapped her eyes open. I felt I was in danger. I turned the opposite way she was lying too scared to even move. She was possessed. I could tell by how wide her eyes became. I was shaking so much. I didn't want to turn around to look at her. My breathing became shaky and my legs were uncontrollable. Finally when the shaking of the bed stopped I turned to where Lisa was lying. Her head was buried in the covers. I then told Lisa to turn on her t.v and she did like normal. I DID NOT go to sleep for the rest of that night. I also heard knocking on her bed room door three times. The next morning when I told Lisa what had happened, she said I was dreaming, but I wasn't dreaming I know for sure I wasn't. I will never spend the night there again. I swear this is ALL TRUE. It was my worst encounter.
