My name is Isaac. I recently just moved into a new house with my family. In my family, I have 3 sisters and 2 brothers, and my lovely parents. I was only 13 years old when this happened. One night at the new house, I heard some walking footsteps from the ceiling when everyone was tucking in their bed, I just ignored it because I thought one of my parents were unpacking some stuff up at the attic, where the sound is coming from. I hear it again and I was a bit concerned so I went downstairs and my sister Eve was there with my brother John helping my dad help unpack the dining table and the chairs. It was about 8:30 pm at that time so not everyone was asleep except my baby twin sisters in their own room. My sister looked up at me and asked “what are you doing here?” and my dad looked at me too. I told them that I’ve been hearing weird noises from up in the attic and my sister Eve and my brother John looked at my dad. My dad had a look of fear in his eyes and I asked him “what’s wrong dad?” He didn’t reply. My sister Eve said with confidence”I’m going up stairs to check” My dad yelled “NO, DO NOT EVER GO IN THAT ATTIC!” We all jumped up in fear and we heard crying from the twins’s room and we all ran up the stairs to check what had happened to Sophia and Sydney and there was a woman standing there. My dad got a vase from the box near by and threw it at the woman’s head. John, Eve and I screamed with fear and mom came from the car with some boxes and she dropped them and ran upstairs and asked “What happened?!” Eve explained the situation and mom was shocked. She went to Sophia and Sydney’s room and my dad was dragging the lady out through the back door and my mom took the girls downstairs while John with them. Mom ran back upstairs and told me to call the police while Eve helps John calm down the babies and mom and dad were trying to take the lady out of the house. She was a lady with very dark, messy hair and she had bloody hands with a white dirty dress and smelled very bad. The police came about 10 minutes later and they knew the story. The lady’s name was Judah and she was about 54 years old. A long time ago, in her teenage years, she had a boy friend and he was called Jonathan. They were madly in love and when they were 23, they decided to get married. Something bad happened at their wedding. Jonathan passes out when he was changing into his suit. He was rushed to the hospital and died within a few hours. Judah was very depressed for years until on day she couldn’t take it anymore so she decided to commit suicide by jumping of a 17 story high apartment building. That’s why she had a white dress on. Before Jonathan had died, they were planning to have twins and they were living in the house I just moved into. That’s also why she was in Sophia and Sydney’s room, it’s because they were twins. Now it all made sense and starting from that day on, there would be a police officer coming to check in with us once a week just in case of emergencies. About 6 months later, we found a new house which was closer to my parents work place and our school. We never saw that lady again.
Author: Naomi Teddy