I have finished reading most of the stories and are amazed by it and really enjoyed them. I'll share one of them.
When I was still in high school and always coming home late or sleeping at my friends house I will always feel a presence of something around me. I used to live in a house built back in the early1900s and it looks scary on the outside and inside. My street lights are very dim and my back yard is plain dark at night and we have the biggest tree in town which is old and has a small hole one the side which i see huge raccoons going in and out. Well one night I was walking home from the library and I knew my brother was walking about a block behind me. When I got to my house, my hair on my body and head just stood up. When I walk to the front of the door( door is on side of the house) I felt a voice talking by the bushes, I was like oh crap, scared as shiiitt, I ran back to the sidewalk just to make sure if there is people walking on the sidewalk but I see no one. So i man up and went to the front door to knock very hard and now I hear voices next to my ear mumbling words that I cant describe. This time I got real scare and knock so loud that if someones trying to kill me and my dad finally opened the door and yelled at me, I didn't cared that my dad yelled at me but as long as that thing ain't talking to me. I waited for my brother to come and ask him if he felt anything when he got home. We said that there was something talking to him outside too and I was like shiitt I knew I wasn't the only one hearing this thing talking by my ear. We told my our parents and they were like that's what you get for coming home late, and ask us if it was talking in Hmoob or English and I was like I'm not sure, then my dads was like its probably an American spirit. Then one day I went at night I went to smoke outside around 10pm and encounter the same spirit that was talking to me right by my ear again, I was like hell no this ain't happening again, so I got scare said "duck you" out loud because I just lit my cigaret and now you trying to scare me again. right when I turned around my dad was right behind me yelling at me again. I find this akward that when this happen my dad yells at me. I got some more about this house and my other encounter that I will type later.