Episode 13: My Parents' Haunted House

In this spine-tingling episode of "The UnExplained," a writer shares her harrowing experience of moving back into her childhood home, only to discover that the unsettling presence she felt years ago has returned with a vengeance. From mysterious footsteps to chilling encounters, this house holds secrets that defy explanation. With a history of supernatural sensitivity in her family and a past connection to dark magic, the story of "My Parents' Haunted House" will keep you on the edge of your seat. Tune in to hear about the eerie happenings and the desperate attempts to cleanse the home of its haunting presence.

Originally Posted By:  TwilightDreamer87

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My Parents Haunted House

This is the first time I am posting anything online about this. I am a 31 year old woman, married, and recently moved back in with my parents due to moving back to the town I grew up. My husband and I are taking our time looking for our own place, due to wanting something nice in the area and that is usually hard to find. This story takes place in my parents house, starting back 10 years ago.

A description of the house for a bit of content, its a 2 story, brick/stone house in city limits but still surrounded by nothing but woods. You have to go through a garage that leads into the kitchen with the first bedroom to your left. Past the kitchen is the main living room and to the right is the hall that is very open. In this area you will find the main dining room and 2nd living area but if you continue straight you will see the staircase to your left and even further straight is my parents bedroom and bathroom. Going up the stairs you will come to the 3rd living area (yes this is a huge house) with 2 sets of french doors side by side that lead to the outside balcony. Going straight, the a sharp left leads you to the other 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. This is where the story takes place.

The first time I stepped foot into this house, I immediately felt "off". Like something just wasn't right. I felt a presence but I didn't know what or who it was. I brushed it off thinking I was just reading too much into it. I continued to feel this for the next couple of years and because of this I didn't much enjoy visiting them. My parents like to gamble a lot back then so they would ask me to babysit my baby brother and sister one day on the weekend. My boyfriend (now husband) loved them so he would always babysit with me. The first few times I really didn't pay attention to the feeling I would get because we would be busy playing or eating with the kids. After that, things kinda chilled out and we would end up watching movies until it was time for the us to go to bed.

Now, my husband is a freak of nature lol, its like he falls asleep the second his eyes are closed. Me on the other hand, takes me forever to get comfortable enough to wind down my mind. I also dont sleep well even when I do finally get to sleep. This night was the first time I saw and heard something in this brand new house. In this room, the bed is facing the door way but not directly in front of it. With the double doors open, you can see the front of the stair case and all the way down the hall way. As long as the light is on that is. This night only one of the hallway lights were on.

I was laying in bed with the TV on but the volume down low so I could hear if one of the kids called me. I was almost asleep when I hear one of my siblings coming down the stairs. I open my eyes a bit and wait for them to get to the bottom but they never do. I dont think anything of it, close my eyes and begin to drift off again. A few minutes later I hear again. So I open my eyes and wait but again they never get to the bottom. This time I sit up, and listen, a bit spooked but nothing I cannot handle. I get a bit nervous but still I go check to see if they are there and maybe they are scared to come all the way down or something. No one is there. Confused and thinking I must be dreaming it up I go back to bed, this time closing one of the double doors.

It was a few hours later, around 2:30 am, when I feel like someone is very near me. As if they are standing next to the bed right in front of me. Usually when I open my eyes I would see the green glow of the alarm clock on the bedside table but this time I saw nothing. It was pitch black. I couldn't even see the hallway light on and the TV had turned off on its own. I felt like I couldn't move. I was awake now, and scared to my bones. I was finally able to call out my husbands name loud enough to wake him. He reached over and turned on the light, and right then the scared feeling went away and I was able to move. I freaked out and started crying, I couldn't begin to explain to him what happened because even if I had, he didn't believe in those things. So I told him I was having a nightmare and asked him to go check on the kids. When he came back he said the kids were fine and got back in bed. With the light on, I was able to fall back to sleep but it took me forever.

The next day I told my mom about what had happened and thats when she told me. She had been hearing footsteps on the stairs at night and even saw someone standing by the door at times. She didn't tell anyone because she did not want to scare the kids. This is when she told me what she had done. She wanted to know what was going on in her house so she went and bought a voice recorder. One day she decided to use it and went up stairs while everyone was gone. She asked your typical questions of "who is here?" "what do you want?" and "why are you here" and then said "you have passed away and need to go into the light, you are not welcome here". The next day she decided to leave the recorder in one of the bedrooms upstairs while it was recording for about 4 hours while she was out running errands.

I asked if she had checked it and to my surprise she said she was too afraid to listen to it alone. I wanted to listen to it. Off we went to the computer, and began listening to it after it was uploaded. During the 4 hours she was gone, you could hear something clicking or tapping. Sounds of a drawer opening and closing but we weren't for sure. Then we listened to the part where she was asking questions. Now you could hear a sound that resembled a fan or maybe static through out the whole thing so some sounds were indistinguishable. But the one sound we did hear, chilled us to the core. When she asked "What do you want?" it gave us an answer. (CHANGING MY BROTHERS NAME FOR THIS) The answer was "Jaime". It didn't answer any other questions except for that one. I cried immediately. He wasn't having night terrors for no reason. Something was there for him. Every night.

We soon asked a friend to cleanse the house. For a long time everything has been OK. My brother stopped having night terrors, my mom was able to sleep comfortably and all was good again. Until now. I have been living in this house for a month and a half. For the last 3 weeks I have been seeing things everywhere. Especially when I am alone. Because of this, I wont stay alone anymore. I get this strong feeling of being watched. I had the feeling of someone pulling on my blanket at night. I think it is time for another cleanse.

Oh and just an FYI, I am the 3rd generation on my mothers side of the family that is able to "see" spirits. My dads side of the family has, in the past before I was born, practiced black magic. I dont like speaking to them and I wont dabble in any of the "spiritual" stuff most people do. I stay as far away from it as possible and I recommend that you do to. Even if you are careful, these spirits can haunt for a long time. Even after you are gone.

Update: So I’m sitting in the living room floor playing with my nephew. Moms on the left couch and sister is on the right couch. My nephew has a toy piano that is made of cloth and can be folded up. This piano is behind us in the corner with all my nephews other toys. We are talking and watching my nephew attempt to walk when this piano makes a sound. It’s like someone is pressing the keys slowly. We stop and stare and then look at each other shocked. Then the keys are pressed rapidly until it finally shuts off on its own. Mom and I are not scared. My sister is terrified due to something happening to her last night around midnight. That is a different story I will be posting tomorrow.