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I never once heard a person say they didn't believe in ghosts. But I couldn't help from noticing I was one of them. I was going out to the barn with my husband. He told me he had to go feed the bulls their night snack. And I had to go feed the cats. It was about 9:00 p.m. and we usually come out at 7:00 and feed them supper. But we had to go to the kids concert. David (my husband) went out back, and I went in the barn to the cat room, which we called it. Casper, our all white cat, was following me to the back room. I tried to turn on the lights but they didn't go on. So I turned on our lantern. I opened the door and pulled out the cat food bag. I felt a push on me, and I turned around quickly. No one was there. I thought it must be the cats, there always so pushy when it comes to feeding time.

I bended down again and started pouring their food. After that I got their water and milk, I set it down and pet the cats. Then another push came to me. And this time, I tripped, but didn't fall. "Knock it of" I said. Then the door closed and it left a loud noise going all around the barn. "DAVID!" I shouted. I looked out the window and I saw a figure move past quickly. "DAVID!" I shouted again. I heard a whisper, but could not make out who or what it said. I looked out the window again and I saw the figure again. But it didn't move. "DAVID!" I shouted again.

I went out of the cat room and kept on shouting for David. I heard another whisper. At this point I was terrified. I saw something go past me and it was blackish-whitish. Then I felt another push on my shoulder. Then I heard a little girl cry "HELP ME HELP ME!". It wasn't my children, I don't have any daughters. I followed the voice, and saw a little girl dress in a white dress, she looked like she came from the 1800's. Then she disappeared. I ran out of the barn, got my husband and he came in. I saw was her ghost hanging from a rope. Then the ghost disappeared.

We looked her up on the internet and it said that she was hung in our barn in the late 1900's! The internet showed a picture of a little girl dressed in a white dress. To this day (2 years later) we still see the little girl. But we never try to run away or get the ghost angry.

It seems that throughout my life, I have been subject to incidents that cannot be explained... My parents have always described it as an 'overactive' imagination; however I think it's something more. At the moment, I am 14 years old, and I would like to share with you that which I have experienced.

A few years ago, I don't know, maybe I was 7... Maybe 8. I can't recall exactly. But anyways, I was asleep in my bed, which had one side pushed up against the wall. I suddenly awoke with a start - and was instantly filled with a feeling of dread and terror. I tried to move, but my limbs did not respond.

I then suddenly heard laughter, laughter caused by two presences. Their voices both seemed male, one older and darker than the other. Their laughter stopped, and the older one hissed,

"Interesting..."

The voice was so vivid and distinct; I still recognize exactly how it sounded and felt.

At this time, I felt a sharp pressure on my thighs - like something was pushing me down against the bed. I fought back against this, attempting to kick my arms and legs. The two presences suddenly receded and disappeared, leaving me lying out of breath on my bed.

After explaining the experience to my parents, they simply dismissed it as a dream. A year or so later, a more dramatic incident happened.

I was sleeping once more, in the same bed. I awoke with the same sense of fear, while trying to figure out what was going on. I noticed a shadow stretching out across my doorway, and slowly the figure of a crawling man began to enter my room. It was too dark to notice any distinct features of the creature, but I could see that his head was tilted at an odd angle; as if its neck was broken.

I heard the two voices again, but this time I could not understand what they were saying. The older voice seemed quiet, almost tired. The younger presence seemed excited and loud.

The man was crawling closer and closer to my bed, in which I once again fought and fought - trying to move. I suddenly felt a rush of energy, and I tumbled off the bed and onto the floor. I noticed that the apparition had disappeared, which I was glad of. I then felt drained, and fell asleep there on the floor.

Nothing else significant has happened in the last few years... But after these two incidents, I have moved from my old bedroom into my brother's room, which moved out a few years ago.

As far as I know, this house really has no history. It's only a few years old.

If anyone can help me explain the two presences, then please, don't hesitate to share your thoughts.

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