I remember it like it was yesterday. And everytime I think about it, it still manages to keep me up at night.
You see I had an Aunt that lived in Ensenada B.C. and over there you hear a lot of stories of haunted places and lost souls. Personally, I never truly believed in that kind of stuff but then again I never stopped believing. (I don't know if that makes sense to you or not.)
Anyways all my family used to talk about that house. They'd say that the walls would bleed, or that they saw growling dogs that disappeared when the lights went on. They also said the house was built with envy and hate. Three people including my Aunt died in that house, which is not something you hear about everyday. The day my Aunt died my grandmother asked me to stay with my cousin so she wouldn't sleep in that big house alone. Now, I'm not going to lie but I was scared as hell to stay because the thought of sleeping in a house where three people have died spooked me.
I remember lying in bed watching my cousin, dressed in long white robe, comb her long black hair. Then I slowly fell asleep. I was awakened by what I thought was someone crying or whispering. I figured my cousin was probably mourning the death of her mother. Now, the room we were sleeping in had on long horizontal window near the top of the wall. So all you could see when you looked out was this big old tree that was just outside the window. Anyways, I sat up to see what was going on when all of sudden I see "my cousin" sort of run by the window once then I saw her again, only she wasn't really running she was more like floating or something. Her hair just flowed and she looked pale. "What is she thinking I thought?" But proceeded to turn the other way but to my suprised my cousin was laying right next to me, totally knocked out. I felt my stomach turn and my palms sweaty. "Who the hell was that then?" Because I could still hear the crying.
The next day I told my cousin. She kind of laughed and told me that a long time ago this lady had three children and one day all three of her children got very ill and died. The lady went kind of crazy after their death and would mourn their death all the time. She eventually hung herself. So, accoding to her, sometimes at just before daybreak she has been seen roaming the streets looking for her children and mourning their death. So I suppose that is what I saw.
So if that wouldn't scare you than I don't know what will.......
