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You know how sometimes in the beginning of scary movies it’ll say “based on a true story” and you’re like ‘HAHA SURE THIS IS.’ Well, do I have news for you.
Twitter user Adam Ellis shared a terryfing experience that he is having involving a ghost.
Adam started his Twitter thread with a very ominous, but intriguing start. He said that his apartment is “being haunted by the ghost of a dead child” who is trying to kill Adam.
So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he's trying to kill me. (thread)
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
He followed that tweet up by saying “He started appearing in dreams, but I think he’s crossed over into the real world.” The key words are “I think,” but by the end of this you’ll be convinced.
Adam starts to explain how the dreams started and what was in them.
The first time I saw him, I was experiencing sleep paralysis and saw a child sitting in the green rocking chair at the foot of my bed.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
He had a huge misshapen head that was dented on one side. I did my best to draw it: pic.twitter.com/AJizlw7qXe
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Adam is an illustrator so the drawing is probably accurate. It’s enough to give me nightmares. Adam continues how his dream went.
For a while he just stared at me, but then he got out of the chair and started shambling toward the bed.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
I couldn't move because I was paralyzed. (I have sleep paralysis fairly often. It sucks.)
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Right before he reached my bed, I woke up screaming.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Scary stuff. But it gets scarier. Adam then has a second dream that explains the weird misshapen little boy. In this dream he is in a library and not in his bedroom.
I had another dream a few nights later, where I was in a library and a girl came up to me and said, "You've seen Dear David, haven't you?"
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
I was like, "Who?" And she said, "Dear David. You saw him."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
She continued, "He's dead. He only appears at midnight, and you can ask him two questions if you said 'Dear David' first."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Then she added, "But never try to ask him a third question, or he'll kill you."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Those rules seem simple enough, but the consequence is so great. What is wrong with a third question? I would use one of my questions to ask what he has against a third question.
Don’t worry David, the little boy, came back in one of Adam’s dream.
Then, David came back in another dream. Same situationβI was in bed, and he was sitting in the rocking chair near the window, staring at me.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
In the dream, I say, "Dear David, how did you die?" He mumbles, "An accident in a store."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
I say, "Dear David, what happened in the store?" He groans, "A shelf was pushed on my head."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
I'm frozen with fear. I ask, "Who pushed the shelf?" David doesn't answer.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
UM THAT’S THREE QUESTIONS ADAM! And he didn’t even say “Dear David” in front of the third question! There were two simple rules! Adam realized his mistake don’t worry.
I realize that I've asked a third question, which I'm not supposed to do. At that point, I wake up, absolutely terrified.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
The next couple days I google deaths in the city, but can't find anything about a kid named David dying in a store.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
I even try different namesβDaniel, Dylan, Devon. Nothing. A few weeks go by without incident.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Sort of randomly, the apartment above mine is vacated, and I have the opportunity to move into it. It's a larger apartment, so I'm thrilled.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Another month or two goes by, and I sort of forget about Dear David. I think he lost track of me because I moved upstairs.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Okay sorry but spirits are dumb. How could he not find him when he was only a floor above? Either way at least Adam is safe from David, for now.
But lately, something strange is happening.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
For the past 4 nights, my cats gather at the front door at exactly midnight & just stare at it, almost like something is on the other side. pic.twitter.com/Y8nnVLv6b4
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
Last night I got a weird feeling and looked out the peephole, and I'm dead certain I saw movement on the other side.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
When I opened the door and turned on the hall light, nothing was there, but my cats seemed unnerved. Bushy tails, etc.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
And that's where I am right now. Dear David found me, I think. I don't know what to do. I'll keep you updated.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017
So his cats keep going to the door at the same time every night.
Update: for the sixth night in a row, my cat has walked over to the door promptly at midnight and stared at it. pic.twitter.com/97oSBLfOIw
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017
What is going on? pic.twitter.com/30mLSqYhXo
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017
Ok, so I took a photo through the peephole cuz I'm too scared to open the door. I feel like I saw something.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017
Is it just me or is is there something in the first photo, right where the bannister meets the shelves? Hiding on the stairs. pic.twitter.com/s1g9bRzOPj
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017
I wasn't sure if it was a smudge or something so I took a second photo from inside. There was something out there. pic.twitter.com/NnHepK90aC
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 9, 2017
He did what any sane person would do and deadbolt lock the door and go to bed. Now he’s on to new tactic.
It's been pretty quiet tonight. I'm gonna try out a sleep talk app to see if anything happens during the night.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 10, 2017
I used a sound app to record my apartment last night. It makes individual recordings each time it hears something. There were 33 recordings.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 11, 2017
Most of them are pretty vague. A couple them are passing cars and the like, but there are three that I'm interested in.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 11, 2017
The first is a snapping sound & what seems like a single step. It's odd because I didn't get out of bed all night. https://t.co/j3Inwh4Sx0
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 11, 2017
This one is weird because out of 33 recordings, this is the ONLY one that has that strange electric sound throughout https://t.co/2bQqU0yMYX
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 11, 2017
This directly follows the electric static. Another snap, then I groan in my sleep. https://t.co/kWerHzrsEz
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 11, 2017
Then Adam started taking pictures in and around his apartment. It didn’t end well.
I bought a Polaroid camera this weekend, because they're fun and dorky. I decided to take a few photos around my apartment. pic.twitter.com/NGHLzI8wQR
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
I took a couple of my living room and bedroom (that's the rocking chair I first saw David in). They're pretty unremarkable. pic.twitter.com/AeiyBsQENX
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
Then I went into the hallway and snapped a photo.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
The Polaroid developed completely black. pic.twitter.com/glMnAE3TJ1
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
After much deliberation he takes a second photo of the hallway.
And then the hallway: pic.twitter.com/C4creSBjvO
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
It came out totally black again, for a second time. pic.twitter.com/ZiGsr5hcgh
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 14, 2017
He tried another tactic and got some sage.
Folks have been urging me to get some sage, so did. pic.twitter.com/NfUL9Z0Xxf
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 15, 2017
Sage did not work.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 15, 2017
In the dream, my bedroom was filled with hazy smoke, but I could see David sitting in the chair across the room.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 15, 2017
He was smaller this time. Almost shrunken. He didn't do or say anything except look at me.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 15, 2017
All this ghost stuff has been spooky, but this past weekend was the first time I actually felt unsafe in my home. (thread)
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
On Friday night, there was supposed to be a huge storm. In the end it passed, but that night was bizarre anyway.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
I had a dream that night where David was dragging me by the arm through an old abandoned warehouse.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
I'm not sure why I didn't fight back in the dream, or how he was strong enough to pull me, but that's dream logic for you.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
It was a creepy dream, but I didn't think much of it when I woke up. I took a shower, and then I noticed something.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
I'd woken up with a huge bruise on my arm. pic.twitter.com/EakFRwX2iW
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
After this he went to go get coffee and passed a warehouse that is usually super busy on the weekends.
But today, it was completely abandoned. The whole warehouse was totally gutted and empty. pic.twitter.com/zP1ZnWvrL9
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
Basically the only thing in the entire warehouse was a single green chair. pic.twitter.com/lvZGsGXQN6
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 21, 2017
Now Adam is getting calls from unknown numbers. He answered one time and it didn’t go well.
Instead, what I heard on the other end was a peculiar electrical static sound, very similar the the static my sleep app picks up at night.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017
After about a minute, the static stopped, and there was silence.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017
I kept listening. I heard what I thought was breathing, but it was so faint I can't be sure. My heart was racing, so it was hard to hear.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017
Then, just as I was about to hang up, I heard a very small voice whisper, "hello."
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 26, 2017
That freaked Adam out and rightfully so. He bought a pet monitoring camera to watch his cats while he was away. The camera picks up on motion and sound. He has gotten some pretty freaky footage from the camera.
My phone pinged periodically through the evening, alerting me to the cats running around and playing. Normal stuff.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017
Then, around 11, it alerted me again that it detected motion, but when I checked the feed of my apartment, I didn't see anything.
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017
Watch the chair. pic.twitter.com/jXtIxpkVxD
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017
NO! WHAT IS HAPPENING?
I knew it couldn't be the wind, because I haven't had the windows open at all this summer (I have AC and like to keep it chilly).
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017
He got a second alert and it’s just as creepy.
Here's the feed of that alert. pic.twitter.com/6FHmUyIRBx
— ππ‘ππͺ π’π©π©π¦π° (@moby_dickhead) August 29, 2017
Since then he has put the chair in the hallway.
UM WHAT. Adam needs to scrub his apartment clean with Holy Water. Then he needs to get someone to bless the space. I would be worried for my life.
