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I chose something different. I chose the impossible.
Posted by: Small Mailman
About this time last year, me and three of my friends were driving around down this creepy dirt road in our area, apparently there was some sort of abandoned school house down this road that had a strange history so we decided to check it out. Upon inspection, we found nothing too out of the ordinary. It was basically just an old one room school house that had been abandoned, sitting in the back of a dirt road. After we had looked around, we got in the car and started to drive down this road some more. I noticed this old house, that had completely been abandoned (looked about 1920's era construction), it was just falling apart, it looked like something out of a horror movie, the lawn and trees had completely consumed it and the driveway was overgrown, and in the back was a old shed that look like it hadn't been used in years. Despite the eerie nature of that place, I didn't think anything of it, and we continued driving.
A few weeks after the "investigation", I am driving my girlfriend home and I remember the road that the old school house is off of, was on the way to her house. So just for the hell of it I decide to take her down that dirt road and just creep her out, ya know? We drive by, it's creepy, then I turn around to start heading back to her place. But when I turned my car around, she immediately asks me "hey what's that place?" She was referring to the old condemned house I saw a few weeks prior. I just replied saying "I don't think it's anything, just an old creepy house, I don't know anything about it. I haven't heard anything about it being haunted." So I drive away, and take her home.
So a few days go by, it's the weekend by now. I go out of town to play some show in a Chicago suburb (I'm from Michigan), and I get a call from one of my close friends asking me if I knew of any abandoned houses in the area (my friend is experienced "ghost hunter" even more so than me, not just some random kid looking to -blam!- up an old house). I mention to him the one of the road that the school house is off of, he puts that into account and we end the phone call. This is where it starts getting weird.
The next day, I get a phone call from my friend and he starts telling me about the experience he had at the old house off Hill Rd. (that's the name of the road the house is off of). Him and a few of my other friends venture into this place one night, they drive there, park their car and they go in and start walking around. They start to notice the strange smell of burning, but there is no fire or smoke, it was also dramatically colder in the house then it was outside, but they continue to explore this house. As they are walking around the upstairs of this house, they notice a room at the end of the top floor hallway. They take a closer look, and they see that the door had a label on it that read "Shawns room". Along with the label, there is a deadbolt on the outside of the door. They are immediately disturbed by the thought that this room was potentially used to keep someone locked away. They start heading downstairs, and they approach the basement, they are instantly freaked out because the stairway is so narrow it's almost impossible for a full grown man to fit through. My friend starts to walk down the basement stairs, but he instantly STOPS dead in his tracks. When my friends asked him what was up he just shushed them. They stop and listen for a few seconds, and they can hear something/someone moving in the basement. Instantly at the same time, they hear something running from Shawns room heading towards the main floor. They all instantly start running away terrified and get in the car and leave.
After my friend told me about this, I had to go. I needed to experience what they did. So the next weekend me and a few friends, including the one who had the terrifying experience there the first time, plan a ghost hunt to that same house. We head out to the house, and before I knew it, we were on Hill Rd. We drive to the back of the old driveway and park the car, we start walking towards the house, and we walk in. As soon as I stepped in this place I wanted to leave, it was completely pitch black, I had no flash light so the best I could do was stand behind my buddy who did have one. Before we had left to go explore the house, we had decided that we were going to bring a tape recorder in the house with us, just to see if we could capture the sounds of whatever dwelled in this dark old house. So we are walking around and we stumble upon Shawns room. My gut is instantly dropped, we enter the room, there is scratches on the door, and in the middle of the floor is what appeared to be a child's blanket. We check the tape recorder, it works perfectly, new tape, new batteries, it was in perfect working order. We begin speaking into the tape recorder and we all introduce ourselves, then my friend says "we're in Shanws room right now, we are going to leave the recorder here and retrieve after we explore the rest of the house." You then hear my friend say "it's so cold in here" and then you here us shut the door. We begin walking through the top floor and end up down stairs again. We stop in the front room of the house, get into a circle, and we call upon a presence. Sure enough, we just here "BOOM BOOM BOOM" from Shanws Room, as soon as we heard that we all open our eyes and stare at each-other in disbelief and terror. We stand there for a few more minutes, and we continue to hear the sound of something moving around upstairs, we are positive it's not an animal, because the noises are inconsistent, and only happen when we ask for a response. So at this point, despite being scared to the point of trembling, I'm actually really excited because I remember that we had left the tape up there, and we were going to capture all of the activity. After about 10 minutes or so my friend goes upstairs to retrieve the tape recorder, he then says into it "we have just explored the rest of the house, we're back in Shawns room", and he shuts off the tape recorder. When then continue to explore for about another 15 minutes, and we decide to go back to the car and leave.
After we leave, we go and park the car at some random parking lot so we can listen to the tape. We begin listening to it and you hear the talking and you hear my friend say the stuff about leaving the tape recorder in there, and you also hear my friend say "it's cold in here" and the door shutting. Instantaneously after you hear us leave the room, the tape makes this disturbing warping sound, that has some sort of faint whispery tone over it, it makes that sound for about 2 seconds and then it just stops and goes back to normal, and right when it goes back to normal you just hear "We have just explored the rest of the house, we're back in Shawns room." We all just look at each other stunned. The entity had completely "erased" all of the paranormal evidence from the tape that had happened while we were down stairs calling upon it, hearing the stomping, etc. Like this thing had played some -blam!- up joke on us. Like a child would.
Upon later investigation we found out that the house belonged to a family, who had a son named Shawn, who was in a wheel chair, that died at the house, and is now buried in the back yard.
Still disturbs me to this day.
I would love it if you uploaded the tape!