1- This is minor, but most people don't leave bright lights on in their homes at 2 am. Maybe you do, and if so, fine. But it's not real normal so it nevertheless seems a little incongruous. If you turned on the light you should say so because it explains why the light was on at 2 am and it also makes the whole story a little more exciting because of the added surprise. As I said, it's minor. Maybe your family was simply strange and left a 60 watt bulb burning all night long.
We lived in a 2 story appt complex. The staircase was quite tall, maybe 10 steps,
the landing, and ten steps the other direction. The ceiling of the stairwell was roof
level... a very tall open space.
The light lit up the stairwell, as well as the hall where the bedrooms and restroom
were. The light left on, so if one had to go to the restroom, you wouldnt trip in
the dark. My sisters were quite young at that time, so Im sure that also had
something to do with it.
It was in fact, the Only light left on in the house at night.
2- Nobody, but especially a 10/11-year-old child would behave in the way you described when confronted by something horrifying. You initially said that you were stunned like a deer in headlights. While this is not the most probable behavior (as opposed to running), it is at least believable. That is, it is believable until the next paragraph when you describe being in full control of your mental faculties. You pinched your hand. Interesting, horrifying apparition continues to rock on her horrifying ghost rocking chair. You slap yourself in the face. Very interesting; she remains. Perhaps I just need to make myself bleed . . . Roll Eyes Xiaou, you're describing a small child; you need him to behave like one. It's perfectly reasonable to hope your audience is gullible, but don't assume they are mentally retarded. When an 11-year-old, by himself at 2 am, is confronted by a ghost there are exactly two possible reactions:
1) Run
2) Freeze
You did neither, according to your story.
Unlike some, I had to grow up a lot sooner than most. At the age of 5, my psychotic father Duct Taped my hands, feet, and mouth. Took out a power tool and reved it.
Said he was going to commit toolbox murder on me, cutting me into little pieces,
tossing them into the waters where the sharks would eat them up.. so nobody would
know. He also tossed my brother in the dryer and turned it on... for several minutes.
Among serious beating with leather belts, coat hangers...etc.
Seeing this behavior, I copied it. I had my 4 yr old brother step up on a stool, placing
his head through an extension cord rigged to a lamp on the trailer wall. A then kicked
the stool out from under him, laughing as he was suffocating.
Luckily, mother heard something, and rescued him. Equally luck... my father was
finally booted out from the house when I turned 6, for gambling all the money we
had away. A lifetime of his influence would have probably ruined me forever.
I still feel some guilt and remorse for what I did back then.. even though I was so
unenlightened, and a mess.
Same age, walking to the bus stop, the elder kids picked me up, swung me round
threatening to let me go. Threw solid ice balls at my head.
As an older "kid", I was to watch over my younger brother and 2 sisters. This included
cooking dinner and cleaning up.
Also, we were never limited us to Disney flicks. We watched whatever was
on. In fact, because neither parent (nor step parent) cared much... we were fairly
unsupervised.
My mother was straight with us from the start. Told us anything we asked or
wanted to know, regardless of how young we were. This included stuff about
sex... and well as her supernatural experiences.
Being aware of the paranormal also made our responses different than most.
We were brought up to believe. Unlike most who are brought up told those things
are fake and stories to scare people.
I was very far from a shielded and naive 10 yr old.
All of these stories can be verified by relatives and people who know me and
my family... as well as from people from where I grew up.
NOW... WHY did I react that way?
Firstly I was terrified. A was stunned and couldnt move... "for several seconds".
My mind was whirring a thousand thoughts a second however. Finally, when I
calm down to rational levels.. I was able to move.
The thoughts, were pertaining to the experience:
1) I want to make sure as hell Im not dreaming... or that this is some sort of mind
trick. What to do?
a) Pinch. - still there (consider ramifications. Result: Try stronger test)
b) Bite tongue - still there
c) more violent: Slap face! - still there
(each test was quiet, with exception to the slap. Carried out slowly, and methodically.
IE: Pinch gradually.. until almost blood. Trying to verify was awake for 100% sure,
as I was amazed at what I was watching. I also initially tried not to make sudden,
fast, and large movements. As scared as I was initially, I was also intrigued, and wanted
to keep watching it... wondering if it was really there... if It was going to just fade out...
and or what was going to happen next..
2) Ok. Shes still there. What to do now?
a) Try to talk to her?
b) What to say?
c) What might happen IF I talk to her?
d) *Recalls Ghostbuster Scene*
*runs like hell*
If you're deliberately exaggerating, stop because it ruins the whole story. If you really remember it this way, understand that this happened when you were very young and it simply could not possibly have happened the way you remember it.
Im Not exaggerating it. That is Exactly what happened and Exactly the things
I though in my mind as written down.
Regardless, cut this "am I dreaming?" nonsense out of your story because it didn't actually happen and its falseness poisons the rest of the story.
Wrong. It happened. The key here is that you cant accept that it happened.
Because to you... that would change lifelong foundations you have been
building upon. I can see why this isnt easy for most people to accept. Yet,
that does not change the facts one bit.
3- You did not stand there for 60 seconds. And seconds did not feel like minutes. First, those two propositions combined means that it felt to you like you stood there for at least two hours.
Maybe I didnt word it correctly, or to your lawyer standards. The point I was
trying to make... was that every second that ticked by, seemed in slow motion.
As my mind was suddenly in hyperdrive, trying to comprehend what was happening,
in front of me, as well as how i felt.. and what to do about it all.
You could compare this to a near death experience. Its said that some people
experience time like a slow motion sequence.. and some even start to see their
life memories flash before them. The explanation Ive heard.. is that the brain
is trying to figure a way out... and cant, and so starts to go play thing in reverse.
This is just puffery, of course, but it detracts from your overall credibility and trust me, when you're telling a ghost story you don't need to go out of your way to strain your credibility.
Ive got plenty of Credibility. Ive been a fulltime manager at 3 places in my past.
An ice cream shop, and two Namco owned Arcades. As well as work in the computer
field, having to deal with decent sized companies. Im known in martial arts circles,
as well as collector circles ( Ive some collectors games, We hang out and attend/run
events together, and I also collect too).Ive got a reputation for being honest, and direct.
If my Rep was so bad, I never would have gotten any of that.
One thing my mother was at least able to instill into me, was about Integrity.
I mirror her attitudes about hating liars. As well as priding myself in being honest,
and not being timid about spreading the truths found... even if they are beyond
what most would believe.
Second, double-click the clock in the corner and watch the second-hand make a revolution around the clock. A minute is like an eternity. Again, this is just not believable behavior. An 11-year-old kid does not just stand in front of a ghost for a full minute or more. And if he does, and while doing so is in full control of his faculties--pinching, slapping, biting--when he FINALLY decides to leave he's not going to "leave a trail of fire" behind him. You cannot spend a full minute determining whether something scares the living bejeezus out of you. One minute (literally) you're staring at the ghost pinching/slapping/biting yourself and considering a conversation, and the next you're running in terror? It's not like it was just a brief "WTF do I do?" moment. We're talking about a full minute. Again . . . I'm dead serious . . . watch the clock count down a full minute.
I didnt have a watch with me. All I can say, was that it felt like a long time. From
the few 10 seconds I was solid as a stone... to the maybe 5 seconds each test...
and the several seconds contemplating and observing. I was not like
"OMG, a ghost, RUN!" I was terrified at first, but I was also interested and transfixed
on what I was seeing.
Imagine if a UFO landed right in front of your car. How long would you sit there and
oodle all the details? From the way the doors looked... to how it moved... and
locked in contemplation of disbelief, past memories, present shock, and deciding
what you should do next? This isnt like a tv show. The reactions and thoughts
are extreme. Your entire being is in a state of shock.
Staring at a clock moving one minute is in no way similar to that of this
experience. Not even close. Time one minute of your favorite movie, game, etc...
and see how that minute seems to have vanished like it was a mere 10 seconds.
These details in yours story simply don't add up. You should tighten it up, not just because it sounds like things didn't happen the way you "remember", but because they simply didn't happen this way. Of course I don't think they happened at all, but that's beside the point. If they did happen, they didn't happen the way you describe.
They didnt happen merely because you are not willing to believe it.
And hey, I can completely understand your position. You came from a completely
different upbringing and mindset. You never experienced the kinds of things I did
growing up... and most importantly... the supernatural Is hard to believe and
accept. Hence, I was still biting my tongue - knowing what I was seeing was
real... Really knowing I was fully awake... Knowing what my mother has went
though... and STILL not fully prepared to believe what was less than 15 ft
away from my nose.