A few years after my parents arrived here in the States, they bought their first house. Within a few days of moving in, things were not up to par in that house. There’s so much to share as everyone who visited or stay with them witness something in that house and still talk about till this day. The children’s of the original owners sold that house with all the furnishings so my parents and my grandparents were up to the task of cleaning everything out.
My mom said one night while she and my grandma were home alone with me as an infant, they were having dinner, the diaper box started knocking like someone was throwing rocks into it. My grandma quickly got up to flip the empty box to see if there was a mice in there and it was empty. She then put the box on the other side of the room. As soon as she sat down, the box started knocking again. My grandma got up slowly and grasp the box and the knocking stop. She then put it in the corner and stood there to see what was causing the knocking. Within a few seconds, the box started shaking and she jerk back and grab the box and threw it outside!
One night my mom left a candy bar on the dining room table after grocery shopping. The next morning when we got up, the candy was gone! My dad hadn’t seen it and she knows she didn’t move it and as confuse as she was about it, she wasn’t scare until the next day when she went to throw away some stuff and the half eaten candy was in the garbage can!
My aunts use to stay with my mom and us while my dad was working and one night while watching TV, the house started shaking! It sounded like someone was also knocking on all the windows around the house. Another aunt had also came over one other night and as she was sleeping, she felt someone pull her blanket down. She pulled it up and rose up from bed when she SAW the blanket go down again! She quickly left the room and went straight to my parents room, she didn’t stop to look and see what it was.
One night while my dad was out, my mom had us in the bedroom and she said that I was laughing and playing with my younger sibling and when I turned around towards the corner, I started crying..pointi
ng to the corner..yellin
g *meow-meow nas*! She said I cover my face and refused to look up and no matter how she tried to calm me down I would not budge or stop crying. She then start spitting and yelling at it about scaring me but she said at that same time she was TERRIFIED to the bones too. LOL
An uncle who was visiting woke up early to make coffee and as he was sipping coffee he saw a half human/half horse/sheep/dog like run straight to the garage. He froze and walk to the back of the kitchen and look again and the garage door was shut but no signs of this creature. When my parents got up, he told them what he saw and seemed real concern about it. My parents were then advised to pour some white stuff around the exterior of the house and if there was something there…they will know. They did exactly as told and the next morning when they went out check, there was a track all around the house with footprints not like a dog or a cat but a goat/sheep circling the house a few times as the tracks were overlapping each other.
They eventually sold the house and we didn’t encounter another ghostly house until some 15yrs later...
Aside from the story, my aunt who is a shaman said that one night a relative of her husband had called to inquire about his house. Not ever meeting him or seeing his house, her khuab neeb was able to describe exactly everything that they were experiencing in their house. According to her khaub neeb, his house is built on top of another house (grave). YIKES!!
