The Little Boy
Posted by liz2780
Date Posted: 07/20/2007

Ok this happened when I was 10 or 11 years old. My mom had just remarried and we moved into a new house. We started noticing things missing the first week but thought it was just from the move.

The first scary thing to happen was we were all watching T.V. and heard a loud BOOM. We all got up and went to the kitchen to see. The ceiling fan lights and globes had exploded. There was glass everywhere. We thought it was weird but started cleaning it up. I went to take the trash out and when I passed the kitchen window I stepped in glass. I looked down and there was glass from the lights outside. How did broken glass go through a closed window with out breaking it?

A few weeks later my mom took all the kids to the park (there were 5 of us). When we got back my step dad was sitting on the porch scared to death. We asked him what happened and he told us he was watching a baseball game when the front door flew open. He got up thinking it was the wind, but when he got to the door he noticed the deadbolt was still engaged. A few nights later my mom started hearing a little boy crying but she could never find the source.

About four months after we moved in I saw him for the first time. I woke up at about 2 am feeling sick. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I finished I started to go to my moms room to tell her I was sick. But I heard something in the kitchen. I turned and suddenly this overwhelming sadness came over me. I walked toward the kitchen and there stood a little boy about five years old wearing a little sailor suit. I wasn't scared but it was like I was feeling what he was. He looked at me and had the saddest eyes I have ever seen. He started to cry then disappeared. I went on to my moms room and told her. She said she thought it was time to think about moving.

We moved two months later but he let us know he was there everyday before we left. The most annoying thing was the T.V. In the 80's the cable box was a big box with a button for every channel. He would run his finger across the box and make the channels go through really quick. I still see his sad eyes in my dreams and have wondered about him.

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