The Crosby House - Texas
I moved into my Crosby house with my family part time around 12 years ago. I was about 11 years old and only lived there part time as my parents were divorces and my primary home was in Seabrook. When we bought the house it was after it had been empty for awhile, and before that a devil worshipers lived there, they are probably the ones that opened the door way. The walls were black and upside down crosses lined the walls. My house is one of the oldest in my neighborhood and was built for parties.
In the 12 years I lived there off and on and then on when I moved in and remained there for 8 years, I am unsure of exactly when things happened as the main thing I remember about it are the events. So don't look for any kind of time order in this just read it for the events.
It was small things at first, feeling like your being watched, lights turning on and off. Then one morning my family and I woke up to find every single light in the house were turned on, even lights we had no idea we had.
One time I was in bed asleep when something woke me. Sitting up I looked around only to find a pare of frightning green eyes as bright as light bulbs watching me. Freaking out I jumped out of bed and flicked my overhad lightswitch nothing happened. Figuring it had gone out I flicked on my bedside lamp, nothing. Really getting scared now I ran for my TV, sterio, flash light anything that would give me some light, nothing would turn on. I was faced with only one choice leaving the room. Now you might be asking, 'why didn't she just do that to begin with?' Well you see my bedroom door is right next to the closet, litteraly. The eyes were still watching me, following me around the room. I was fifteen years old when this happened and feeling like an infant I grabbed my pillow and blankit put it over my head as if that was going to protect me and ran out of my room shaking. Talk about monsters in your closet. I would not go in there again for a couple of days and mom (step) and dad went in there with the Bible to take it out. I never saw it again.
Another time I was sitting in my room (Which is where all the upside down crosses were.) reading a book enjoying my bedside fan and it pushed cool air onto my hot face. To ty and save electricity mom liked to turn off the air even in the middle of the incridably hot summer days. I needed to plug something else in to the wall socket so I bent down and plugged it in to the empty unit. Sitting up I began to read again when a chill ran down my back. The wall socket was empty. Looking and my fan which was still blowing away I grabbed the back of the cord and pulled it up until I had the prongs in my hand. I dropped it as if it was acid and bolted.
Rocking chairs would rock and every once in awhile you would get a glance at someone in them.
I once had a ghost who LOVED Destany's Child's I'm A Survivor. In the giant (built for parties)livingroom we have a giant surrond sound system. And everytime the song came on the radio the system would mysteriously turn on blast that song. If I happened to have the CD in the tracks would skip to that song and play over and over. Then if you dared turned off the system it would turn back on and play again. That was one CD never left in the player for long.
In the livingroom once again you must understand that the floor is made up of hard Mexican tile, the couch is about 12 feet away from the TV and sterio system. There was one time I was practicing a dance for school or something right in front of the TV, when I tripped and began to fall backwords. I should have hit the ground, hard, but a strange feeling came over me. I felt like I had no weight. I remember looking down and seeing the ground moving beneth me and thinking, 'hey, I'm flying.' right before I landed in the couch. I managed to choke out a 'Thank you.' before going silent again in shock which is how I remained for hours.
In the small kitchen a wet bar looks into the dining room, lookking out through the kitchen straight ahead is the door to the outside, to the right my parents room and to the left the living room. I was doing dishes one day when I glanced over just in time to see a completly black streak with long black hair go by from my parents room to the livingroom. For some reason it clicked that it was mom so I began to talk to her as I turned off the water and walked into the living room only to find it empty, the entire house was empty. I was by myself.
So I was with my mom in our van a couple of weeks after that when are conversation somehow turned to hauntings. We pulled up to a red light and I told her about that day in the kitchin. Her eyes got wide and she nodded and told me the exact same story, only she was doing dishes and she thought it was me, so she turned off the water and walked into the living room only to realize she to was by herself in the house. As far as I know the black shadow was not seen again.
In the 12 years I lived there off and on and then on when I moved in and remained there for 8 years, I am unsure of exactly when things happened as the main thing I remember about it are the events. So don't look for any kind of time order in this just read it for the events.
It was small things at first, feeling like your being watched, lights turning on and off. Then one morning my family and I woke up to find every single light in the house were turned on, even lights we had no idea we had.
One time I was in bed asleep when something woke me. Sitting up I looked around only to find a pare of frightning green eyes as bright as light bulbs watching me. Freaking out I jumped out of bed and flicked my overhad lightswitch nothing happened. Figuring it had gone out I flicked on my bedside lamp, nothing. Really getting scared now I ran for my TV, sterio, flash light anything that would give me some light, nothing would turn on. I was faced with only one choice leaving the room. Now you might be asking, 'why didn't she just do that to begin with?' Well you see my bedroom door is right next to the closet, litteraly. The eyes were still watching me, following me around the room. I was fifteen years old when this happened and feeling like an infant I grabbed my pillow and blankit put it over my head as if that was going to protect me and ran out of my room shaking. Talk about monsters in your closet. I would not go in there again for a couple of days and mom (step) and dad went in there with the Bible to take it out. I never saw it again.
Another time I was sitting in my room (Which is where all the upside down crosses were.) reading a book enjoying my bedside fan and it pushed cool air onto my hot face. To ty and save electricity mom liked to turn off the air even in the middle of the incridably hot summer days. I needed to plug something else in to the wall socket so I bent down and plugged it in to the empty unit. Sitting up I began to read again when a chill ran down my back. The wall socket was empty. Looking and my fan which was still blowing away I grabbed the back of the cord and pulled it up until I had the prongs in my hand. I dropped it as if it was acid and bolted.
Rocking chairs would rock and every once in awhile you would get a glance at someone in them.
I once had a ghost who LOVED Destany's Child's I'm A Survivor. In the giant (built for parties)livingroom we have a giant surrond sound system. And everytime the song came on the radio the system would mysteriously turn on blast that song. If I happened to have the CD in the tracks would skip to that song and play over and over. Then if you dared turned off the system it would turn back on and play again. That was one CD never left in the player for long.
In the livingroom once again you must understand that the floor is made up of hard Mexican tile, the couch is about 12 feet away from the TV and sterio system. There was one time I was practicing a dance for school or something right in front of the TV, when I tripped and began to fall backwords. I should have hit the ground, hard, but a strange feeling came over me. I felt like I had no weight. I remember looking down and seeing the ground moving beneth me and thinking, 'hey, I'm flying.' right before I landed in the couch. I managed to choke out a 'Thank you.' before going silent again in shock which is how I remained for hours.
In the small kitchen a wet bar looks into the dining room, lookking out through the kitchen straight ahead is the door to the outside, to the right my parents room and to the left the living room. I was doing dishes one day when I glanced over just in time to see a completly black streak with long black hair go by from my parents room to the livingroom. For some reason it clicked that it was mom so I began to talk to her as I turned off the water and walked into the living room only to find it empty, the entire house was empty. I was by myself.
So I was with my mom in our van a couple of weeks after that when are conversation somehow turned to hauntings. We pulled up to a red light and I told her about that day in the kitchin. Her eyes got wide and she nodded and told me the exact same story, only she was doing dishes and she thought it was me, so she turned off the water and walked into the living room only to realize she to was by herself in the house. As far as I know the black shadow was not seen again.
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