Never Went Back

Once when i was about 17 years old me and my uncle (who is only 2 years older then me) found out that his older sister was not his sister but actually his biological mom...however upsetting to him,he relized suddenly things kinda made sense..he, however never had much to do with her and was in no big hurry to have that change.when he was 19 my grandfather died (his father) my grandmother followed shortly later..he called one day and asked if i would go to kentucky with him to visit his biological mom and several brothers and sisters..there were 3 boys and a girl..they ranged from ages to 8 to 17..the girl being the oldest..we were all related..but he was uncomfortable going alone..

my uncle and i hung out a lot many times..he realy had no friends he was shy and pretty much a book worm..
well i travled with him for several hours to my aunts home (his mom).i know it will be fun. there comical . there actually great people.. we arrive at there house around 6 or seven friday evening and they have made a place for us down stairs in the basement..the basement smelled totaly like a basement but, was nice..it had a bathroom..it looked like , well i thought an old freezer or something it was strange..but there was only a livingroom set up down there and the wierd but nice bathroom down there.

now i must exlplain the set up of the house.as soon as you walk in the door to the house there is a hall way, and you take about 5 steps and to the left is the bathroom..then about another 5 steps and to the left is 4 steps up to a opening to the kitchen..(wierd i know) then 2 more steps past there is about 22 steps down to the basement..the kitchen is set up to were as soon as you walk in the room you have to avoid the table and chairs..there is a door on the other side of the kitchen that leads to a wide foyer then the living room and another, larger, foyer and a set of stairs to the3 bedrooms on the next floor.

odd set up but the room a fairly large, exept the kitchen..
well anyway we talked and laughed for awhile and made fun of eachothers most imbarresing moments..which in my case far to many, and suddenly there fireplace just kinda, well burst into flames..it made me jump..james (my uncle ) fell in the floor..he was setting right next to it..of course we made fun of him...he's a verly large guy..as in round..very heavy..(he's wieght makes him shy)he finally gets off the floor and my uncles mom and her husband tells us that the house is haunted and this happens every nite..and proceeds to tell all kind of things they have heard and witnessed...you have to understand they aggravate (in a nice way) constantly..me and james humored them and soon relized they we honestly believeing this stuff...i thought o great more wierdos in the family..(like i dont have enough already) ghost, parrnormal was something i watched on tv...james was like me..he though it was stupid to believe such things..later everyone wanted to play cards but i was tired and told them i was going to bed and if they decided to play come get me and i would...my uncle joined me and we went to the basement ..there was an old cot ..then one nice comfy couch...we fliped a coin for the couch ...i lost the toss..but insisted to my uncle..that being a girl i needed the couch, then wined, then begged..and then did the lip thing and stomped my foot..so he gave in...( i knew he'd give in) i dosed off..i woke up because i could hear my family upstairs in the kitchen they were laughing and giggle..nothen strange, and as i listen i relized they were playing cards..i could hear the chairs moving under them and what sounded like someone drinking out of a glass, i could hear them being placed back on the table..

i heard cabinets opening and things of that nature..you know the sounds of people playing cards in a kitchen, noises. you have to understand im a big chicken..if it didnt sound normal you wouldn't see me move eneywhere near that direction..they were laughing and having a good time..so i looked over and james is snoring .so i dont wake him and i go up the stairs stop and turn at the landing there and i rubbed my eye's (they were still blury) and walked up two steps about to hit the third so that i could see in the kitchen and like all of a sudden ..nothing..i was standing there in a dark kitchen..no one was in there...i walked to the opening into the foyer looking room and it was dark..just a dim lamp was on not bright but very dim..it was on for a nite lite..so it was dark in there but you could see well enough...i didn't feel scared . i just felt wierd..i relized i had been dreaming..i just turned and made my way back to the basement..i laid back down....no thoughts no nothing..wasnt worried, i just thought (key word here) it was a dream...james was not snoring eney more and apparently stirred enough to cause him to stop snoring..took note of that for when he started back up again..and then i began to hear them again..just like before, laughing joking, only this time i hear someone slide there chair as they stood up to get somthing out of a drawer...i heard the drawer open, heard them fiddling around in there and then slide there chair back to sit on it and it sounded like a fork or some thing of that sort being tossed on the table...so i am sure im awake this time ..and now relized they are trying to scare me..i think this is funny...

so i walk up the stairs very quickly, i hit that landing turn to start going up the stairs and on that 3rd step right before i can see in......it stops...no sounds, no people, no cards,just a very dim lit room....huh i think...so i hurry to track through the house to look for them, thinking there hiding in the livingroom ..well no one...every thing is still and quite..i relize im totaly creeped out..which is not unusual to me..im in a different house that im not used to, and its dark..but i am so sure there trying to trick me...im am not falling for it...i walked back through the kitchen notice the 2 chairs pushed out, so i push them back in..i see one cabinet door open and i walk over and i closed..no big deal...i walked backed down to the basement, i laid back down and i waited..withen just a few moments i heard them again..same noises as before..laughing , chairs moving under the wieght of someone as the threw a card on the table and shouted read um and weep....then laughter and some aahhhhssss proceeded..i then heard a glass hit the floor and break i heard the piecies sliding everywhere...well i thought.." gotcha now "

i jumped up and ran up the steps as fast as i could taking two steps at a time,hit that landing and started for the last 4 and ..well there was nothing...no people no nothing....i start to walk and jerked my foot off the floor...i stepped on glass...i knew they would not leave a mess..i knew there were to many people to get out of the kitchen fast enough without making alot of noise..i knew the room was still and dark...still not thinking i walked up the stairs and my mind being so confused i was not scared or thinking ghost.i.went to go and look in the boy's room..i knew if little robby was in on it ..he would not be able to hold in he's laughter, i opened the door and they were sound asleep..i went in and sat next to robby and he did stirr but only because i sat on his bed he rolled over and never knew i was there..i looked at the other two boys and the were sound asleep...i walked to my other cuzins room and when i went to grab her door nob i heard footsteps behind me..they were heavy steps like my aunts husbands would have been..i turned around and no one was there...im looking and theres no person just there footsteps coming towards me...well i didnt know what to do..i stood there with my hand still in the air from almost grabbing the door knob to tonya's room and my mouth was wide open..(im sure i looked like a complete slack jawed dork) the footsteps got closer and closer untill it stopped directly in front of me..im still in the same position..im scared and i could move but didnt...about two minutes went by and im still standing there not moving an inch..i was thinking it was gone...thinking im just crazy ...i relized this is not real..and im silly..i drop my hand down finaly and am still facing the direction i heard the noise from..

i still don t walk eney where..i just stood in the same spot..trying to convince myself im imagining it...thats the price of being a chicken..you tend to overreact to things...i start to take a step and i hear the footsteps again only it sounded like it was moving out of my path so i could walk by....i totally spazed...i didnt move i was to afraid to..i just tryed to yell but only managed to stutter..then i heard it back further away like to give me more room...well i dont quite know how but i suddenly relized i was running down the stairs for the livingroom. i stopped in the living room because something i could feel but not see got my attention...it scared me...it felt like it was male..i say male because i suddenly felt like i wanted to make sure all my clothes were on and covering everthing, i dont know why i suddenly felt like that but i did, i felt like to was going to get me...i was afraid to go through the kitchen...i could hear the card game playing again, the laughing ,talking ect..but i was afraid of what was in the livingroom....so i took off for the living room..and as soon as i got to were i could see into the kitchen everything stopped ..(well the kitchen eneyway) so i ran in the kitchen and turned on the overhead light..i didnt want to leave the kitchen, the bright lights in there were very comforting...i was listing to see if i heard eneything else...and sorta looking but not looking, i didnt want to see eneything but didnt want to not see something coming at me...it was a very strange and scary moment..to see or not to see...so i just stood there...i still felt like the thing in the livingroom wanted to get me...i think that ill scream for james...but then again im to scared..stupid huh!

thats when i relized theres no glass on the floor eney longer...i still have that slight burn you keep for a day or so after you cut you foot on glass...not a major cut. i dont even care by this point how the glass got off the floor...i know my family didnt do it, do to the fact i was by the bedroom doors and i would have seen one of them come out...so i walk by the hall way by the basement and hit that lite hoping that i dont see or hear nothing else...i hit the lite in the basement and debate if im actually going to go down those stairs..i mean what if something reached up through the steps and touched me or tripped me...major delimma....i stood there thinking it over..but only for a secound...the card playing dissapearing act started up again and i flew down the stairs like a bolt of lightning....i got on the couch and drew up my feet away from the bottom and leaned forward just in case something tried to get me from behind...im setting there all paranoid and i hear james ask me "leslie is that you?" i just replied what! he asks me "did you hear that?" "who's up?" he was totally under the covers not looking out. i told him yes i did hear that and no noone is awake....he said he heard them playing cards but i kept comeing back down again so he was confused....he said the last time i went up and didnt come back that we were playing cards and goofing..he said he sat up and put his feet on the floor and thats when he relized water was everywhare..he said he jumped up in a panic...it was almost to his knee's...he said he could hear water dripping in the bathroom so he waded through the water and went into the bathroom and said sure enough the shower was dripping pretty good and the drain in the floor was clogged with towls (it was a walk in tile shower not a bathtub) so he tried to pull the towls out but they were stuck..so he imediatly walked to the shower stall and as soon as he's hand touch the faucet...everything stoped..no dripping ,no water...(sounded familiar) so he looked were the drain was clogged and no towls..not even so much as a wet spot eneywhere...he said he thought he had a weird dream,

when he started to walk away thats when he noticed he's pants were sticking to him....they were wet to about his kness...he pulled his covers off and dropped his legs down and sure enough...they were wet...so i said lets go out side and we did and i told him what had happend up stairs...we didnt go back in the whole nite....when the sun came up, then we went in...i however didnt go past the kitchen...no way man...well i felt braver in the day time so i went for a shower..now the bathroom was in the middle of being remodeld...the stipped the walls down there was these little thin long pieces of wood making up the interior of the wall...unfortunitly you could see through the walls...and there were no locks well no nothing but a hook latch that would hold the door still....i dont know why, you could see through the walls......so i demanded james stay outside the bathroom door and stand gaurd while i bathed...i told him if he saw eneything to yell and i would be out there in a flash butt naked if i had to...which i was joking...i thought ghost came out at nite only...well im bathing and i get done in record time and get out and relize in my rush to be in and out of the shower to then again rush to get dressed and rush to get my butt back out side....i forgot to bring my clothes to the bathroom...there in the basement still....oh great...so i wrap up in my towl and head for the door...i flipped the hook over and pushed on the door..it didnt move...i pulled, it still didnt move...i wasted no time..i freaked out right away...i was screaming to james the door wont open he's pushing im pulling, then he's pulling and im pushing to know avail.....tonya comes up because she could hear me yelling ( of course, so can the whole house) she tells me to just step away from the door and wait a minute and he'll stop..she tells me this happens alot, not to worry...i just replied something along the line of " like hell" and i continue to kick and hit the door...james tells me to stand back away from the door...i look at him through the door ( because 2 walls in the bathroom plus its door you can see through) and i can see he's gonna ram it...so as i stood back and he got ready to ram the door, it just opens, all the way. ..i just stood for a moment ...when a thought in my mind pictured that door slamming shut again. i shot out of there ran in the basement and got my cloths on and went out the door...me and james spent the entire day outside on saturday..never went in that house...they told us why the house was haunted...its actually such a sad and cruel story that i dont want to repeat it...but i will till you the house was about 150 years old or more and there was slave houses in the back and a awful doctor lived in the big house...
we was supposed to stay till sunday nite. james and i in the daytime were quite brave...so we were going to try and stay another nite...my aunt informed both of us that it was fun and to try not to be scared and you couldnt actualy get hurt....

so we went back in the house at nite fall...its the south, truthfully, the mosqetoes were sucking us dry..well we were back in the living room and talking and laughing and i was totally faking the im ok thing and the fire place lit up..i jumped out of my chair as did james and we tore out of the house...we just left are stuff there...i didnt want to venture through the house collecting my things and neither did james.
i never went back to that house..ever!! i am now 30 years old..and i think about that house often and it still scares me to think about it ....

By: littlebit_bennett@yahoo.com