Phantoms & Specters. Lisa Yorio

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      I just looked at my cousins, and one of them said "Oh no, it's happening again". I said "what's happening". Then he looked at me and said the house is haunted. This always happens every day around the same time. He also said he thought it was a little worse today since I was there. It seems to act up when there are more kids around.

      My cousins told me that they all heard voices in the corner of their bedrooms. This usually would happen every night when they tried to fall asleep. It would always be around the same time. Sometimes the voices would be so loud it would wake them up. They would fall back to sleep and the voices would just fade away.

      At first I didn't believe him. That day when I went home I told my mother what happened and I begged and pleaded with her not to bring me back the next day. She said she was sorry but she had to take me back because she had to go to work. I wasn't sure if she believed me or not.

      The next day after she left, I had the most horrifying experience of my life. My aunt was in the kitchen getting lunch ready for my cousins, who were playing upstairs. She gave me a tray with three glasses of milk and told me to bring these upstairs to my cousins. I was nervous because the tray was heavy and I was afraid I would spill the milk. My aunt was very mean and always yelled at us, so I was afraid to disobey her.

      I slowly walked up the stairs. All of a sudden, I felt something hit the bottom of my tray. The glasses suddenly flew off the tray and up in the air, all at once. It was almost as if they levitated for a few seconds. Then the milk poured all over my head. The glasses then landed on the tray perfectly without spilling a drop. However, I was dripping wet and crying at this point.

      It was as if something or someone grabbed the glasses off the tray, poured them over my head, and then placed them back on the tray. None of the glasses fell on the floor or spilled on the carpet, only on me. It was very scary.

      My aunt was screaming and yelling at me, blaming me for spilling the milk all over on purpose. I told her that I didn't do it, but she didn't believe me.

      When my mother came to pick me up, I told her what happened. I think she finally believed me because she never brought me back to my aunt's house again.

      Then I wondered to myself, was my mind playing tricks on me or was the house really haunted? I never did find out what actually happened that day.

      Years later, one of my cousins said that he had something to tell me. He admitted that my aunt started experiencing similar occurrences that were paranormal in nature. This was shortly after the incident that happened to me. She also encountered weird smells, rattling doors, voices, breezes, and window shutters moving by themselves. She finally had a priest come to the house and bless it in order to get rid of anything evil lurking there. I'm not sure if the blessing worked, because I lost contact with them after my mother passed away. All I know is that they moved out of the house shortly afterwards.

      I didn't remember this incident until years later when I was in high school. One day, I just had a memory of it; I could see it so vividly. If it was a product of my imagination I don't think I would recall this so many years later, but probably a lot sooner. I believe now that this did happen to me when I was younger. This could be why I was always fascinated with the supernatural since I was a child.

      This experience had such a profound effect on me that when I was in college I decided to do a shocking speech on this topic for my public speaking class.

      The speech about my paranormal experience was very successful. I received an A, got many laughs, and a handful of people waiting to talk to me afterwards to ask more questions and share some of their ghostly experiences with the unknown.

      The Dumpster

      Meadow Lane Apartments

      Spring Valley, New York

       Cryptid Sighting

      1977

       In cryptozoology and sometimes in cryptobotany, both associated with pseudoscience, a cryptid (from the Greek, krypto, and meaning "hide") is an animal or plant whose existence has been suggested but has not been discovered or documented by the scientific community. The most common creatures that are affiliated with this category are Bigfoot, the Lock Ness Monster, the Abominable Snowman, the Moth man, Chupacabra, and Mermaids.

      

      I lived at Meadow Lane Apartments in Spring Valley, New York when I was seven years old. Of course, like all other kids in the neighborhood, I would ride my bike around all over the complex. I would pretend I was riding a horse, carrying around a sword and a shield. In my mind, I was battling dragons and monsters.

      I would wander around the wooded area behind the dumpster with my friends. One time, I noticed these peculiar branches in the shape of a pig's foot. They kept appearing everywhere I looked. It was a foreshadowing of what I was about to see.

      I remember it was a full moon that night. A lot of paranormal activity happens during this time as well as two days before a full moon and two days after. Also, there is an increase in activity during lunar eclipses, solar eclipses, and meteor showers.

      One evening, after dinner, I was getting ready to take a bag of trash to the community dumpster. I gathered up the bag and threw it on the back of my bike. It started getting dark so I peddled faster.

      As I approached the dumpster; I heard a noise in the bushes. It sounded like a snort or a grunt. I could hear the branches creaking and the leaves crunching. It sounded like something was moving closer towards me.

      I got scared and I didn't want to see what it was, so I threw the trash in the dumpster, jumped on my bike and started peddling as fast as I could.

      I heard a loud bang behind me, it sounded like something hit the dumpster. I did not want to turn around but my curiosity got the best of me. I stopped to get a closer look. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There on the lid of the dumpster stood a small pig like creature. It was walking slowly from one end to the other. At this point, it was completely dark but I could see a silhouette illuminated by the rays of the moon.

      I was nervous but I wanted to get a better look so I went a little closer. I was horrified at what I saw. It was hideous. It was a figure about three or four feet high. It looked like its upper body was a pig and its lower body was a goat. Actually, the head looked more like a wild boar. It was all hairy, and it had a short snout, long, sharp bottom teeth and pointy ears. It had sharp talons and hoofed feet. It was standing upright pacing back and forth. It stopped for a split second; it slowly turned its head and looked directly at me. It sent shivers down my spine.

      I remembered, the kids in the neighborhood had been talking about seeing some kind of little monster around the dumpster and the nearby woods. I didn't believe then until I finally saw this creature with my own eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; it was straight out of a horror movie. I gasped and was too afraid to move.

      Finally, what seemed like forever, I got enough courage to get back on my bike and ride away. I was peddling faster and faster and I kept turning my head looking back to see if it was still there. It was. When I got to the corner to make a right turn, I noticed it has disappeared. I remember telling some of my friends the next day. Some had said they had seen it too.

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