Haunted Motion Lights
My story begins in a house located in Omaha, NE, about 9 years ago. A few weeks before my sixteenth birthday, my family moved to a new house. I really like this house and it was in our price range and it was huge. We should have known something was wrong with it.
Anyway, a couple weeks after we moved in I was sitting in our dining room which had a motion light that turned on every time someone walked into the room. My bedroom was connected to the dining room. My back was to the door and I could feel someone was staring at me. When I turned, there was a mist there. In a second it disappeared. I blew it off. A number of things happened like that, but nothing compared to what I am about to tell you.
The next night my oldest sister couldn't sleep in her room because it was too cold. She decided it would be a good idea to sleep on the couch. Our dad got off work around 1:30 A.M. because he worked at a bar. Every night he would walk through the front door, through the living room and dining room, and to the kitchen to make his dinner. Then he would go down to his room in the basement. That night he saw my sister sleeping on the couch. When he tried to talk to her she snapped at him and told him to leave her alone. She had to be to work at 6:15 A.M. So, my dad left her alone made his dinner and went downstairs.
Around 2:30 she couldn't sleep so she turned on the TV. She covered her head and began to drift off. Then she heard what she thought was our dad coming up the stairs. She was ticked off because she knew he was going to bug her. Only he walked by her and went up the stairs to the top floor. The whole time he was going up the stairs he was tapping on the wall. It was weird he would go upstairs since the only thing up there was our other sister who was passed out. A few seconds later she heard him come back down. Again, the whole time he was tapping.
When he got to the couch she was on he leaned over her taking a closer look. She knew this was happening because the light from the TV was blocked. After a little while he stood up and went back downstairs.
About 20 minutes later the same thing happened. My sister was about to yell at him when she remembered we now had a motion light. The light would have come on if it was our dad. Instead of the thing going downstairs this time it continuously walked up and down the flight leading to the upper floor. Still tapping away. It progressively got faster and louder until it stopped all of the sudden. My sister just stayed frozen on the couch until she saw sunlight and heard my door open.
y sister doesn't lie about this type of stuff so when she told me I believed her. It seems pretty far fetched, but it happened. A few weeks later we moved. Not because of the ghost, but because the person who owned the house died and her family wanted to sell it. They came clean about the ghost when we moved. Even though it was haunted I would move back. The house we live in now is haunted too, but that's another set of stories.