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The Haunting of an Old Farm - Creepy Paranormal Story · Shallow Nights: Scary Bedtime Stories

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  Sometimes bring me down to my aunt and uncle's place to stay
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  for the weekend. Mainly I'd spend time playing
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  with my two cousins who were around the same age as me.
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  They lived on a small farm with plenty of open space and we
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  could run around doing pretty much whatever we.
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  Wanted. If we thought we could get away
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  with it, the three of us would sometimes cross over to the
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  neighboring farm about half a mile away.
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  It had been abandoned for. Decades with a scattering.
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  Of derelict buildings and other structures still standing on the
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  property, just begging to be explored.
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  This was of course, a goldmine for three adventurous young boys
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  such as ourselves. Especially after my cousins told
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  me stories about the deaths that took place in the house.
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  It was pretty classic fare. Man goes crazy, axe murders his
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  entire family, hangs himself. Returns every night.
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  As an. Angry spirit looking for new
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  victims. Good, grisly stuff.
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  Even at that age, I knew they were.
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  Probably making. It up.
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  Or at least embellishing old rumors.
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  But seeing as how the setting lent itself so well to such
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  tales, I allowed myself to buy into it.
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  One afternoon, we decided to play hide and seek.
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  When it was my turn to hide, I ran off for a flimsy brown barn
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  that had living quarters on top and climbed the stairs looking
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  for a good spot. There was still furniture
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  inside, and personal belongings lay scattered across the floor.
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  I maneuvered over broken dishes, tattered clothes, and crumbling
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  books, eventually coming to a small room with a closet.
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  Jackpot. There were even long black
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  dresses still hanging on the rod that I could hide behind.
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  I stepped inside and managed to force shut the folding door.
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  My only illumination was a slit of sunlight that shone through
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  the crack in the door from a nearby window.
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  I crouched down with knees tucked into chest and waited.
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  Some time passed and there was still no sign of my seekers.
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  I waited some more, debating if and when I should give myself
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  up. After nearly an hour, this was
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  starting to get boring. My head drooped.
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  I woke with a jerk. It was pitch black, drowsy and
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  confused. I forgot for a minute where I
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  was or what I had been doing. As it came back to me, the
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  realization that it was now night time and that I had been
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  abandoned here filled me with sinking dread in the pit of my
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  stomach. I tried to get up, but a sudden
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  cramp in my calf kept me grounded.
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  I squirmed about waiting for it to pass when I heard a door
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  slamming. Shut down stairs and instantly
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  froze. One of my cousins.
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  There was a brief period of silence, then footsteps at the
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  bottom of the stairs. But not just footsteps, A thud
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  too, after every other step. These weren't the footfalls of a
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  child. They were slow, heavy,
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  deliberate. I held my breath, praying they
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  would go away. They did not.
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  The noises continued to ascend. After another moment of silence,
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  The Walking resumed, this time along with a steady scraping
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  sound, like something heavy being dragged across the
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  floorboards. The footsteps made their way
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  through the debris and wandered aimlessly through the various
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  rooms. I thought I could smell
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  something faintly putrid. The constant scrape sent cold
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  shivers coursing down my arms and back.
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  My worst fears were realized when the steps reached the
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  bedroom doorway. They got closer and closer and
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  finally stopped directly in front of the closet door.
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  I couldn't see a thing. After an agonizing pause, they
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  continued on over to the other side of the room and out the
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  doorway again. They faded away down the
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  hallway. I waited for what seemed like an
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  eternity. There were no more sounds now,
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  and I was trying to build up enough courage to open the door
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  and flee. 3 things happened simultaneously.
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  Just then I was bombarded with a smell I can only describe as
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  fresh roadkill. I heard Rez be breathing behind
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  me in the dark closet, and I felt hot breath against the nape
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  of my neck. That was enough for me to hurdle
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  myself out from the confines of that nightmare space, relying on
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  memory and scant moonlight to navigate through the darkened
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  house. All the while, I heard footsteps
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  chasing behind me, closing in with terrifying speed.
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  It was a clumsy, torturous escape, full of trips and bumps
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  and blind stumbling. I never looked back.
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  At least. Not until I had burst out the
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  front door and into the country night.
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  And when I did turn around, I saw absolutely nothing.
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  There were no more footsteps and nobody was chasing me.
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  That didn't stop me from running though, all the way back to my
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  aunt's and uncles house. There was a police car in the
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  driveway when I got back. My parents were there too.
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  Worried sick. Everybody demanded to know where
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  I'd been. Apparently, when my cousin still
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  hadn't found me by evening, they'd returned home to tell
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  their parents. Eventually, the police were
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  called in and informed me that they had already scoured every
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  building on the farm. The insinuation that I was lying
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  about my whereabouts didn't go unnoticed.
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  None of it made any sense. It wasn't until years later that
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  one of my cousins filled in a final piece of the story.
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  He and his brothers had spent hours searching for me, like
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  they said, but the part they didn't tell anyone was that they
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  thought they spotted me in the window of the bedroom I was
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  hiding in, and when they got closer, they saw that it wasn't
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  me. A young boy neither of them
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  recognized was smiling and waving down at them and
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  gesturing for them to come upstairs.
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  That's when they ran back home. All of this while I slept in the
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  closet.