Heading Through a Demonic Life
Day 1
This started when my great great grandpappy died, no one knew of the treasures and tribulations that would soon follow once we found out of the many secrets that he beheld in his house.
When my family went to his house for the first time in years, everyone noticed how bad the house was, it seemed like no one had lived there for years.
Since I was the father, I led the way. When I knocked on the door, it swung open. I peered inside and the smell of death entered my nose and I slightly opened mouth. I had to choke back the resin and proceeded to see why this was happening.
I entered the house and I was confronted with a massive stairway that lead up to the second story where we would find the master bedroom, bathroom and then the stairway to the attic.
I motioned my wife and sister to enter, we had left the children with their other grandparents in Idaho. When they had entered we decided to go up towards the master bedroom. I tried the first step and found it stable enough but the next 3 steps broke when we tried stepping on them.
Because of this I told my wife and sister to try looking around downstairs to see if they could find any signs of my great great grandpappy. When I tried the next step up it didn't break nor did the rest. I clambered up towards the master bedroom, but right before I entered I noticed something small and black out of the corner of my eye and turned around towards an empty hallway but the hallway was so dusty to the point that I saw tiny little footprints heading towards the only other two doorways in the hallway. When I started after that way, I heard a scream from downstairs.
I raced downstairs and found the two women staring at something, from my angle I couldn't see it. I slowly walked towards them and found them staring at my great great grandmothers dead body. They started backing away slowly then they bolted out the front door and headed down the long, narrow, gravel driveway towards our car.
I turned back towards the deteriorating corpse and found that she looked as if she had died in terror, and that her stomach had been cut right where it would have been if she had to have a Caesarean section. I looked back behind her head and saw a glass jar holding a fetus probably around its 30th week. That's when I realised the horror to this, my great great grandfather went crazy, I nearly threw up then and ran out of that house to find my wife and sister waiting in the car for me. We drove home in silence.
Day 2
Today when I got up I found myself staring at my wives lifeless face, I quickly got up and found the phone. I tried dialing 911 but all I got was static. When I tried to find out why I found that the cord was cut and my cell phone busted to the point it has no recognition.
I looked around the house quickly to see if there was any other signs of disturbance when I saw the same small, black thing as yesterday. But it was more distinguished to me and pointed at my hands. They were blood all over, that was when everything went black.
Day 6
I woke up this morning in the hospital room to my sister standing over me, when she noticed I had awakened she told me that she had found me passed out in front of her house. They don't know what happened to my wife but that the children were staying at their grandparents till further notice.
That was when the doctor came in and told my sister that she needs to leave for a minute so that the police could ask me a few questions. She left and the police entered shooing the doctor out.
"Do you remember anything?"
"No, all I remember is the same small black thing from two days ago."
"Two days ago? You were here passed out!"
"No, I was at my great great grandfathers house."
"Son, do you know how long you were passed out?"
"No."
"You were passed out for four days."
That was when I became silent, for then the police turned away and whispered something I couldn't understand to the doctor.
When my sister finally came back in I tried explaining everything to her but she kept saying she doesn't remember anything. Is this just me or is everyone going crazy? Why is she turning darker and turning away from me? Why? Why!?
Day 34
They wouldn't let me get on a computer again, they told me it was dangerous. I broke out of that prison yesterday. That thing is still following me, it won't leave. It keeps holding up its hands to me.
It keeps telling me to eat 333 carbs and 333 calories a day. It won't speak only write it on paper. I tried showing it to my friend but he said he didn't understand the writing I told him it was written in plain English he told me I was crazy.
Day 36
Today I went over to my great great grandfathers house. There was an open hole towards the ground in the middle of the walkway to his house, I didn't think much about it. I couldn't get into his house she kept stopping me. I don't know how much longer this will last.
Credited to Alycia2000
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