It was just few days after my father’s burial that things started happening, we started hearing footsteps of his likes, my father usually walks majestic as he was more than 5feet tall and built gigantically, he usually walks with his office shoes of Italian making which makes a thudding sound on the tiled floor as he walks.
It was 1 am in the morning as we slept together in the sitting room after we had our night prayers, my mum was the first to hear the sound of his footsteps and she sat up from the bed, I initially thought it were thieves but the atmosphere changed and got so musky and you could easily feel a stronger negative energy, my Lil brother was still sleeping peacefully and calm and the tension in the room got much worse, my father’s ghost walked through the corridor down to his room, we could soundly hear his door cracking open as he entered the room, my heart pounded so fast and I could hear it with my ears, my mum told me sleep and not feel bothered, the next morning was Monday and my mum went to work with my Lil brother and I was left at home as we are closed from the school semester, I was in my room playing temple run game when I heard footsteps in the corridor as well, my dad is doing his usual, walking into his room, I kept quite and reduced the game volume with fright, but this time the footsteps came directly to my door step and stopped, my head felt swollen and I passed out with fear, I woke up with the sound of my mum’s motorcycle riding into the compound and I told her everything that happened, we decided to pray that night to put it to rest, but it got more worst as that night, his apparition became more violent , he would move chairs and bang the whole doors, he goes into the kitchen and falls the plates down, the electricity started misbehaving and he was so violent that he attacked my mum in the bathroom, it was past 2 am when my mum took a risky and went to his grave, she called my dads name and rebuked him for coming to haunt his own family, it was clear that his ghost had been invoked against bus, but that night changed everything as my mum called him to order and sent him back to haunt those that proportioned his ghost against us, my dad started his killing spree and end after those that put him to the grave, but that will be a story for another day, what do you have to say about this, kindly drop your comment below.
