Please note this story is 100% authentic. & it is connected to a prior story I wrote on here.
đđžMy house didnât want me to leaveđđž
When I moved into my apartment back in 2018 my mother wanted to buy some things for my new place. (Iâd already been living there about 5 months at the time) We went to this antique shop that sold both antiques as well as up to date items for a good bargain. I came across this black oval shaped mirror that can spin forward Or backwards. And from the moment I saw that mirror I knew I wanted it or so I thought.
my mother walked up to me and asked, â You sure you want something like thisâ? I replied, âYeah ma look how nice it is. Plus it matches the furniture I got. I just want everything to be color coordinated.â She replied back saying, âWell thatâs you. I donât like them type of mirrors in my house. They look real creepy.â I laughed at her a bit because my mom is like overly religious and sometimes can take things a little too far at times.
We went to check out and the gentleman who checked me out (Iâll never forget his name as long as I lived) Vladimir was too excited to sell the mirror. He said it had been sitting there 5 years and no one had bought it yet. My mom said that it kinda sounded strange and I said yeah thatâs strange but, oh well itâs mine now. It was getting dark so I went and dropped my mom off then drove myself back home. My husband was working the night shift during the time so I was home alone until about 5am in the morning.
I put the mirror in my living room that night and I headed to bed early because I had to be up for work 6 am the next morning. As I fell I felt this God awful feeling I couldnât shake. I ended up having this terrifying nightmare that seems like it was endless. I dreamed I was attacked by this demon With red eyes and teeth like a wolf. I woke up out of my sleep around 3am in a sweat. I laid there for a few minutes trying to collect my thoughts. When I finally got my thoughts together I walked across the hallway to the bathroom so I could wash my face and while in the process of that it sounded like I heard foot steps walking in my living room.
I walked out of the bathroom and down the hallway to my living room and was startle. M mirror had been slightly moved and was facing another direction. All I could think in my mind was, âWhat the fuck?â I knew where I put it and now itâs in a different location. Iâm tired but not that damn tired. At this point because I had experienced a lot of crazy paranormal stuff in my life (read my stories) I said oh well and went back to bed. When I woke back up my husband had made it home from work and was up watching tv as I was getting dressed for work. He said, âBabe where you get this mirror from?â I replied, âOh my momma got tha for me from the antique shop a few blocks down. He replied, âOh okay. Itâs kinda nice you got it matching the furniture too soâ. Yeah baby it is pretty nice.
Months had passed and I had given birth to my oldest son but also, I had been experiencing the crazy stuff happening in the house as I mentioned in the other stuff. I think everything was affecting my husband a little bit more than me because he wasnât used to this like I was. But at the same time I didnât want to be home just in case some real crazy shit popped off because I had a new baby and didnât want anything to happen to him. Iâd started staying with my mom for a few weeks and decided g to my house one weekend to spend time with my husband. When I got there my husband was sitting on the couch. He got up kissed me and we sat down talking. In mid conversation I stopped and said, âHey whatcha doing with my jacket on the mirror?â He replied, âOh babe let me tell you something. Since you been gone, even more crazier shit been happening here.â âLike whatâ? I asked. âBabe I swear it feel like that damn mirror is fucking watching me. And seems like it moves. You know I pay real close attention and detail to everything. I covered that mirror up because I donât like the way I feel with it being in the hallway now. And the other night I walked past it and I couldâve swore I saw something in that damn mirror. The shits wild man.â I sat there for a moment taking in what he was saying.
My husband like to drink so sometimes I think his imagination can mess with him but, considering whatâs happened in the house Iâm aware itâs a big possibility for some crazy stuff to happen there. Boy I was in for some real horrific shit following the last few months of us living there. Things that youâd only read about in books or see on tv. You couldnât even imagine the horror that was getting ready to hit my life because of this mirror. & the fact I believe the fate of others had something to do with the mirrorâŚ.stay tuned for part 2