Halloween at Grandmas house
Grandma died in October of 1997. Our family gathered at her house after
the funeral to split up her belongings. Grandma was a pack rat and her house
was filled with all kinds of nice collectables. Two days later the house was
75% empty and the out of town family members had left and the last clean
up was left to our family. On Halloween morning we went back to grandmas house
and brought our oldest son Johnny who volunteered to go up into the attic
and see whats up there. Johnny crawled slowly through the small hole in
the ceiling and shortly yelled I found a mirror with writing on it. As he was handing
the mirror down through the hole he screamed and said "something just touched me".
He dove out of that attic faster than a scared mouse. When the dust settled we looked at the mirror and the words "Beware Vicki" were visible through the dust. We decided to collect a few things and come back later. That afternoon Vicki and Staci were there alone packing a few last things when suddenly Vicki's arms started to bleed above her elbows and when she went to the kitchen to find a towel she saw an old bearded man crouching in the corner.
So freaked out by what happened, my wife would not set foot on that property again.
I never witnessed anything except the mirror which I thought was a prank, but I can't explain the arms bleeding. Months later I was talking to an old timer in town and he told me of the haunted house down the street. He spoke of grandmas old house. The house sold a year later and the new owners for some reason or another bulldozed the house and today they still have not built on that property.