This is a true story related to a haunted house that my best friend lived in growing up. We lived about 3 or 4 streets away from each other. Many weird things hapened there, some of which I experienced but this one rose the hair on the back of my neck for a while. We were working out in his basement one night. We had the radio on in the other room and suddenly the volume turned down. We both went and turned it up again figuring the radio was malfunctioning. However, this kept on happening. After that we heard footsteps running up the flight of stairs above, slam the door, then run up a second flight to the 2nd floor. This was really normal for this house but we went to check it out anyway. As you could've guessed we found nothing. After this I had to leave so I went out the back door. I walked through bushes in the back yard to a street. I got about 300 ft. away and had to look back. I saw the back light flickering off and on, then off then on but this time a black s! hodowlike figure stood there. It looked just like a shadow but in the shape of a person. It's hard to explain. I thought it was my friend but then realized, no one is home except him so how could he switch the light from inside? Anyway, I started walking again but IT followed. Now it started to run and so did I but I slipped on the ice. I could hear it coming still so I got up and boogied home. IT was getting closer as I ran through a yard and jumped a brook, then I heard nothing but still ran. When I got home no one was home so I called my friend still thinking it was him. He answered. I asked how he got home so fast? He had no clue what I was talking about. It couldn't have been him, he wouldn't have made it home that quick. The next night I was working out again, this time at his next door neighbors who was also a friend. We heard a slam on his bulkhead, then I saw the figure in the basement window. I had to tell the 2nd friend about the night before. After working out I le! ft. Sure enough the figure popped out from behind his house and ran at me. This thing was fast. I mean I'm not a slow runner but IT could've caught me if IT wanted to I think. I ran the long way home and got there safely. The weird thing is that the day after the first chase I found footprints in the snow behind mine before I jumped the brook. They then went off through a yard to a swampy area. Like I've said, many strange things happened there that myself and my friend's family witnessed. I later found out that there was an Indian burial ground in the area. Whatever IT was, IT didn't want me there. I went back after but never felt the same. His parents split up and he moved out with his mother. I haven't been in that house in over 12 years. How it changed my life:I was always openminded to ghosts and hauntings but now I'm sure they exist.
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