Ghost Stories

 

 

Right now, I only have one story to tell you, and for me this was enough to give me the willies.

So I do hope you are reading this in the daytime.

 

My sister told this story to me.

 

The Man

 

My sister and her husband moved into a new apartment with their two children.  The children are quite small and each have their own room in this new apartment.

 

Things started off pretty good, my sister's husband worked nights sometimes, which bothered her being alone with the 2 babies, but it was only for a while.

 

One night, not too long after they moved in, my sister was in the living room watching television after the kids had gone to bed.  The oldest one, who was now close to 2 years old, was asleep in her room.  My sister heard her screaming and ran to her thinking she had a nightmare.  When my sister came into the bedroom, the child was saying "man, man".  My sister said there is no man, go back to sleep.  After she calmed her down and she fell back to sleep, my sister returned the living room.

 

A few minutes later, the child was frightened again.  My sister went into the bedroom, this time did a thorough search of the room.  The child still was saying there was a man in the room.  My sister quieted her down and she fell back to sleep.

 

This went on for a few nights in a row.  Well, needless to say my sister and her husband were fed up with this "man".

 

One night after supper, my sister and the 2 children were in the living room watching some television waiting for her husband to come home from work.    All of a sudden the oldest gets up and walks towards her saying "man, man".  My sister said "where's the man?"  The child went over to the rocker and slapped the seat, and said "man".  My sister didn't know what to do, because she didn't see a man there.  She said "there's no man."  The child insisted there was a man sitting in the rocker.  After a bit, my sister asked where the man was, and the child said gone.  My sister said "gone?", she said "gone."

 

This was the last time for a few weeks that the child saw the man.   During this time, my sister and her husband were completely baffled by this "man" problem.  They were really unsure what to do about, and didn't consider that the child was lying.  If she saw a "man", she saw a "man".

 

The "man" returned again one night while they were getting ready for bed.  The child was frightened once again.  Both of them entered the room, and saw the child curled up in a fetal position, all the way against the headboard of the bed.  My sister said this little girl was scared and it seemed that she was trying to get as far away from something as possible.

 

There was no pointing this time, the child said but two words "man bites".  My sister left the child sleep in their room for the next few nights, thinking that the "man" would leave her alone.

 

My sister entered the child's bedroom and all she could think of was to say a prayer.  Not knowing what was going on, and really unsure of what was in the room, she had to try something to get rid of this.    The prayer seemed to work.  They lived there for another 4 more months and didn't see a sign of the "man" any longer.