Ehhhhh .

Growing up, our tiny little apartment was scattered with things like, tarot cards and candles, books and crystal ball type things. I loved our tiny apartment, i had always been surrounded by those types of things and they made the atmosphere feel warm and like my home. Right after my dad died, my mom told me that my dad kept visiting her. She told me how one night she woke up and he was standing there in the bathroom wearing exactly what he had been wearing the last time we saw him. She burned candles and sage to bring him back around. A couple nights later she told that the phone had been ringing around one o'clock, 1:02 to be exact, so she got up to answer it. She took her time because this always happened and it was usually some weirdo on the other end. When she picked it up, the person had already hung up. She said after she put the phone down someone tapped her on her shoulder, at first she thought it was me because it felt so real. She also has a bad habit of ignoring me, so she didnt turn around right away. When she did turn around, she saw my dad walking away from her then vanishing completely. When she told me about it, i told her that she was probably dreaming it and she agreed. Secretely i was a bit jealous because why wasnt my daddy visiting me?? Later that day, we got a call from my aunt, my dads sister. She told us she had called last night, 'about 2 minutes after one', but hung up becuase someone had taken too long to answer the phone. We concluded that it was real.
I have never doubted the paranormal, growing up like i did, yet i have never had an actual encounter myself. Ive been there when random things fly of shelfs, or doors slam when there is no people or wind around. But to come face to face with a ghost or a spirit is smething i have never expirienced. I did have a wierd and slightly creepy thing happen to me though, that i still think about.
My mom met her new boyfriend, and i moved to Alameda in the middle of 6th grade. I have never liked it here, but i didnt have a choice did i? When we were looking at the apartment we live in now, one of the neighbors from downstairs came up to chat. Eventually she told us that the people that lived here before were a family, a married couple and a little girl. The husband was very abusive, beating his wife badly all the time. Whenever he would go at it, there little girl would always scream at the top of her lungs. One day all there stuff was gone and so were they. It freaked me out a bit, but i wasnt too worried. I didnt like the feel of this apartment too much, but then nothing would compare to our perfect little apartment that just wasnt big enough for all our egos anymore. I did want my own room too.
On our first night i had a hard time falling asleep. When i finally did, i woke up around 2:30 because i thought i heard screaming. When i fully awoke, everything was silent. I thought maybe i had dreamt it. I tried to fall back asleep until i heard faint screaming again. I listened to it. It sounded like a little girl screaming something, but i couldnt hear what she was saying. I didnt really know what to do, so i just layed there and it started getting louder. My mom is honestly the lightest sleeper in the world, shell wake up to any kinda noise, anytime. So i was wondering why she wasnt awake. I focused on seeing if i could make out what the girl was screaming. Then i heard her scream, ' HELP ME PLEASE, HELP ME, I DONT WANT TO DIE!' i jumped out of my bed as i heard this and started searching where it was coming from as she repeated that over and over again. I looked out my window then opened it but it sounded like it was coming from another directon. Theres not much more places it could be coming from so i put my ear to the floor. That didnt sound right either. I ran out of my room to the front door, i couldnt find where it was coming from! It was kinda scary. I went to wake my mom up, and as soon as i did, the screaming stopped. I told her but she said she would have woke up if someone was screaming. I was soo confused. I went back to my room. I tried to sleep, but the little girl started screaming again. I woke my mom up again! and she said she wasnt all the way asleep, she would have heard it! I didnt get any sleeep that first night.