Kellyable

This is a true story submitted by a friend. “There was a time when my mom was really depressed, saying that she didn’t want to live anymore, because she was tired of the constant sadness... She pretty much didn’t even get out bed anymore. One day, as she was doing the dishes, she saw a black shadow going into the kitchen, where she was, and rushing to the hallway where all the bedrooms are. My mom followed it but didn’t see anything so she brushed it off, thinking it was just her imagination. Her depression got much worse. One day, my father decided to call a friend over to the house. She was a medium. Upon arrival she mentioned that the energy in the house was really heavy and that there might’ve been something else inside. She started praying, my mom started feeling very sick and out of nowhere she spoke with a male voice! Eventually, the medium managed to cast out the spirit and we learned that it was an older man that wanted my mom for himself because he liked her. When t...

This is my own personal story. The end of 2017/beginning of 2018 was a very difficult time period for us here at the house. We were having some complicated personal problems; my anxiety was through the roof and the only way I could describe what I felt was that my home and my life was falling apart and all I had to fix it was duct tape. Eventually things started getting better but soon after I was hit with another problem: insomnia. Insomnia was nothing new to me, it happens occasionally, but this time it was happening to me every night. No rest, nothing. It had been a week and I was starting to feel like I was going to lose it. I tried teas, aromatherapy, getting off all electronics at night and nothing. One night I was laying in bed, my lights were out but my modem blue light lights up the room just enough for me to see everything, or at least the outline of things. For some reason I looked down, towards my window and I saw this massive black shadow forming in my curtains. I tu...

This is a story submitted by a friend: “My grandmother used to live with my grandfather, my godfather (he was still a baby at the time) and my mom, who was 4 or 5 years old at the time. They all lived together in a little tiny house. My grandfather used to leave the house at night to go to the coffee shop, leaving my grandmother at home, all alone with the kids, and on those nights, she started noticing a male silhouette in her backyard. She was a brave woman, so she always went outside to try and see who it was that was trying to scare her but whenever she got there to investigate, no one was in sight and everything was quiet. All of this went on until my grandmother decided it was time to move out. Later on, we all discovered that that house, and the ones around it, were built on top of an old cemetery for fallen soldiers.”