I don’t know when it was exactly now but I believe I was in the range of
seven through nine years of age. I experienced my first encounter with
anything paranormal and I can’t explain how or why this event took
place. I’m not claiming anything like I saw a full bodied apparition or
anything like that but for lack of a better term we’ll call it
poltergeist activity. Either way I haven’t talked about this much and
it’s mainly because I take a lot of paranormal claims with a grain of
salt. A ton of people get on T.V. and tell wild ass stories and I
couldn’t tell you if these people really experienced these things and
half the time I guarantee they just want attention. But the haunt season
is upon us and with Halloween around the corner I wanted to leave you
with something to get under your skin. So I’m going to try and paint you
a vivid picture of what I saw, enjoy…
It was a hot and muggy summer day and I was going to check out a
summer camp to attend with my mom and uncle. Being a little kid getting
ready was throwing on some shoes and running outside to dick around
while I had the chance. My mom took her time getting ready though so I
had time to kill outside and I did just that. I went to each friend’s
house and maybe got to talk to one of them real quick but inevitably
ended up outside alone. There were some clouds in the sky but there
really wasn’t much wind or anything so it was pretty calm out. Despite
living next to a busy highway in an apartment complex it was a really
quiet day, maybe a person or two passing every thirty minutes if that.
Since my quest to bug a friend until I left had failed I decided to
just sit on the steps of my porch. There were four or five steps leading
up to a heavy metal door with an electronic lock and a window in the
center. There was simply no way to get in without being buzzed in or
having a key unless you broke in somehow. I sat about two steps down and
watched out into the open area in front of me. Our house was up a floor
and our window was next to those steps and open so I could hear inside.
In front of me was a view of an empty intersection and a playground
just behind a large ditch all of which was in front of an apartment
building. So I sat watching out noticing every little movement, watching
squirrels run around, flowers growing and so on.
While I sat there the knob on the door behind me started to jiggle
thinking someone might come out I looked back real quick to see if I
needed to get out of the way but when I turned I saw no one in the
window. I shrugged it off and went back to watching nature but there it
was again, real rough and aggressive. It sounded like someone was just
jerking it around without purpose; still no one was at the door. I stood
up and looked at it witnessing it jiggle with my own eyes and no one
being there. I started to walk towards it a bit and the door cracked
open a little but not enough to see inside so I thinking my friend down
stairs was actually home and now messing with me started to walk towards
the door to catch her in the act. Here I was taken back because the
door slammed shut the first step I took and rather violently at that. I
stood there a minute thinking she’d come out admit she was being silly
and then I was taken completely off guard. As I stepped back off the
step I was on the door swung wide open almost instantly and stayed
completely open and there was absolutely nothing there. No one there to
have opened it, moved the knob, close it or hold it wide open. I was
stunned for a minute or so and the whole time I stood there staring the
door stayed wide open. I started towards the door in disbelief and
intended to find some explanation but it slammed shut just as fast as it
opened almost hitting me. I quickly ran down the stairs and stared back
up. As I looked forward I got to watch the door knob jiggle and the
door open and shut for about a minute. Just then my mom yelled out the
window “Josh! Stop messing with the damn door knob!” the door slammed
shut and all the activities stopped instantly. Not long after my mom
came down and I asked her if we could wait for my uncle by the curb and
we did. Eventually my uncle got there and we went about our day me
thinking about nothing other than what I saw though I didn’t tell
anyone.
Later that night we got home with the earlier events stuck in my head
and I caught a preview of Ghost Hunters. An idea struck, I thought of
how they go around taking pictures to see things. I had a disposable
camera I’d been walking around playing with and I decided to use it to
take pictures. I went downstairs nervously and alone with the camera
where it was now dark in a poorly lit hallway. I started taking pictures
when the button locked in place. While trying to unjam the button I
dropped the camera and so I leaned to pick it up. What happened next
will forever be burnt in my brain; I will never be able to forget it. As
I started to lean down the camera began to lift up off the ground a bit
and I jumped back. Then I stood and watched as this disposable camera
floated six feet in the area nothing at all to support it and take a
picture then crash down the stairs to the basement and go into a few
pieces. Needless to say I didn’t go to get nor did I stand there for
very long. I ran up those stairs so fast I was in our apartment about
the same time my foot hit the first step. I never really talked about it
nor did I go downstairs alone ever again and if I did it was very
brief.
This event is very real to me and really did happen, I can’t offer you
any explanation but I can tell you there probably isn’t much of a way
to obtain one. I’ll never forget what happened and I still wonder to
this day what may have developed on that film. Perhaps it’s a good thing
I never got to see it, maybe it made my life easier. Anyway happy
October and I hope this was effective in giving you a chill remembering
this event always gives me a little paranoia.
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