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THE KID IN THE ATTIC - By: Spongemom - Edited By: The GYPSY
A long time ago, I'm not sure how long, a family lived in a house in
Coffeyville, Kansas. Parents and kids. It may have been two children or seven
children I'm not sure, I don't have many details. One night there was a fire,
and the entire family got out except for one little boy, somewhere around 8 or
10 years old. I firmly believe he still lives there.
When I was 15, I dated a boy that lived in that very old, very creepy two-story
white house. We were upstairs one night, and he decided to be funny and step out
of the room, flicking the light off on his way out, leaving me in total
darkness. I didn't even have the benefit of the street light; as there was a
blanket acting as a curtain over the window. I was sitting at the head of the
bed, with my back just inches from the wall. I'd seen my boyfriend leave the
room, and the floors were creaky, I'd have heard him come back in. There was no
other way into the room of this I'm sure. Suddenly something poked me in the
middle of my back. I screamed, and the light came back. My boyfriend was
standing in the doorway with his hand on the switch, looking shocked at the
expression on my face. He asked what was wrong, I bolted off the bed and
practically jumped down the entire flight of stairs, screaming the whole way. I
almost ran full-speed into his dad in the kitchen. After I caught my breath I
walked home never to return.
I am not the only one to encounter unexplained phenomenon in the old house. The boy who lived in the house that I was dating at the time, long before I met him, had an encounter. One day he came barreling down the stairs screaming and crying that someone he could not see had spoken to him. To this day, he won't tell exactly what happened.
Another encounter with the kid's spirit: My cousin's friend was in the attic one day, he had a make-shift recording studio set up there. He would record himself singing and play the tapes back quite often to check sound quality. He had made a recording one day. There was nothing unusual, that he noticed, while he was singing. However, when hen he played the tape back he could hear a young boy's voice on the recording he gad made saying "See...I'm not dead..." I have never heard the tape myself but I know several reliable people who have heard it and have confirmed what it they heard.