The Growling Ghost

The Growling Ghost

I was about 18 yrs. old. I had gone over to my Uncle's house (from the time I was young I hated that house). I was in the kitchen with my aunt's, my dad & uncle were in the living room. Us "girls" were sitting around the kitchen table talking (my aunt's dog was under the table).

All of a sudden we watched a glass pop out of the dish drainer and crash into the sink. We all stoped talking and looked at each other. We made a couple of jokes about it & kept on talking. A few minutes later the dog went over to the sink & started barking. We yelled at him & I told him to come to me, again we kept on talking. I was petting the dog. All of a sudden we heard this ungodly growling sound. It was not the dog, my hands were on him I would have felt the vibration of is voice while petting his head. Another reason why I know it was not the dog was the fact that I have never heard a dog growl like this.

We all got really scared & at that moment I was jolted from my chair & landed on the floor! I can't even describe what I felt at that moment. Pain, hate, hurt, torment. Nothing good at all!! I started crying & yelling! My aunt grabbed me up off the ground. She went & got the bible & started reading something from it. She also gave me some "Lords water" (holly water) which I drank. I was so upset.

My family got me out of there. I have never gone back to that house! After that happened my aunt & uncle told me about all the bad things that had been happening in their home. Stuff like they kept seeing a dark figure in the house & one day my uncle was woken up in the middle of the night to someone, or thing sitting on his chest! He said he felt like he couldn't breath. They have had the house blessed, but they say sometimes strange stuff still goes on there. I still will never go back there. It's an old house in Brooklyn, NY.

~ D.J..

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