Strange Voice

I don't know if I am a person that strange things just happen to or if I attract strange things. What I do know is that odd things just happen. Like for example a more recent event. I was in my house by myself when out of nowhere I hear small soft voice asking where's Andy? As you would imagine this made me stop and pause. Especially because my father's name is Andrew. So I wonder is this ghost in my house or my mind playing tricks. If it was a ghost it could be my grandmother since she was the previous occupant of my home. She also died in this house. But that does not make sense because she always called my dad Andrej. (Polish for Andrew) The interesting part of this experience was the voice seemed to have tone of concern of where my father was. Its like it know something was wrong because of my father absence from my house.

West Hollywood Almost Horror

I have always been a religious believer in science because I know there is always a logical reason for everything. But when I was about 17 or 18 and had an unbelievable incident that happen to me. It could have been a series of misconceptions on my part, but still this incident frighten me to my core and still scares me till this day. At the time I lived and still do in West Hollywood. For those not from the Los Angeles area, West Hollywood is a little city that is adjacent to Beverly Hills. It is best known for the Sunset Strip and is part of the Westside of L.A. After night of my friends and I parting, I asked to dropped off at the supermarket because I wanted a Root Beer, when I really didn't want to go to sleep. Instead of being dropped off at my house, he let me off at the Supermarket three blocks away from my house. So I figured I could kill little time then head home. By now I actually wanted a Root Beer but the market was out of it. After my little market diversion, I began my walk home. But once you leave the market’s parking lot there is a little street called Keith which leads to a street called Hilldale. It is very short block from the market to the Hilldale. So usually it is no big deal but I had barely left the lot on started to walk on Keith when it in front of on the buildings other side of the street I noticed a man standing there. He was a very well dressed man with long dark hair, which would not usually strike me as odd except for the fact that his skin was extremely pale. His skin looked like porcelain and it did not look like make up. I stared at him for what seemed like forever, but more then likely was a quick glance. But in that glance I saw his eyes glow. Because of what I had just seen, I walked very calmly to Hilldale, but as soon I hit the corn, I panicked ran as fast as I could run to my house. When I got home I was shaking and struggled to open the door. I was not sure if that man had followed me home or what I had just seen. All I did know was that I was frighten and did not understand what had just happened. I got into the house with no problems except for waking up my dad for a minute. Even though I was still frighten I went to bed and got a goodnight sleep. When I woke up the next morning I said to myself it was just crazy person that I had just seen on the street. So the day went by like usual, not really interesting happened. I spent the evening watching my favorite television shows. After a day and evening of doing nothing, I decided it was time to go to sleep. So got myself ready for bed and started to try to go to sleep when suddenly, I heard a little girls voice from outside my window. The girl was calling “Mommy where are you?” I was completely scared. My neighbor heard it as well and she called back to the little girl but nobody answered, I looked outside the window after getting courage up and there was nobody there. So I got back into my bed. I said to myself it is nothing. As I said that to myself I looked across the room and I noticed something that didn’t look right. There was a floating shape, that looked like a face but more of a blur, but still it was a face. It stared at me and I stared at it for a long time. I began to freak out in my head. I was thinking: "What the hell is that?" After calming down a little and coming out of my fear driven paralysis, I turned On the lights and it was gone. I turned the lights Off again and it was still gone. I turned the lights back On and once more Off, but it was like it was never there. Just to be save I turn the lights On one last time and left them on and went to sleep. After experiencing this incident, I think there was something trying to get me to go outside. I don’t know what it was. But if I had gone out there, something bad probably would have happened to me.