Scary event that happened to you?

[Azuren]

GHOST STORY, WHAT'S UP SON:

So, my mom's side of the family is from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (See: NOT Detroit, towns have Native American names, haunted as fuck). A few years back, we all went up there for my grandpa's funeral, and honestly we all kind of knew it would be the last time we were all together. So to drive that depressing thought out of our heads, we all went to the bar. And by we, I mean everyone but the minors, my step-aunt (who watched them at my uncle Mark's house), and myself (alone at the only house in the family with internet, my uncle Dave's).

Backstory on my uncle Dave's house; it's super fucking old. Like holy shit old. Like, civil war old. It'd been passed down through the family for generations, and it was well known for supernatural activity in the family (though only a handful of people in the family were witness to it). Prior to my grandpa's illness, Dave had remodeled the thing, and it was nice. Bad ass bathroom, ethernet in the whole thing... It was a 21st Century house now. But my aunt and uncle were admittedly working through a rather active bit of supernatural as a result. Enter my grandpa, when they converted the dining room into a makeshift room for him to spend his final days in. He passed away not long after taking a turn for the worse.

So here I am in this house that is not only said to be haunted, but said to be extra haunted at the time with a dose of death to top it off. But silly ol' 21-year-old, "I'm not really a drinker" me forgot about ALL of this. The first floor of the house is one of those kind at circles around the staircases leading to the basement and second floor, so you can actually run circles around it. Looking at the front of the house, going clockwise from top-left it's; back of the living room/new bathroom, living room, dining room, kitchen, and back to the backside of the living room. So here I am, sitting on my laptop, talking to my girlfriend alone in a big dark haunted house.

When I heard a long, heavy sigh from the dining room.

"Hello?", I called out. There was no answer, so I chalked it up to maybe hearing things. Then it came again.

"Dave?", I called, thinking my uncle had returned. Again, no answer, though now I was a bit on edge. The third time I heard the sigh, I got up and walked into the dining room. As I rounded the corner into the dining room, I couldfeel the floorboards creaking on the other side of the bookcase, between the backside of the living room and the kitchen. I followed it all the way back around to the couch, unable to find anyone. Then the sigh came again, and I had an epiphany. Word for word, I spoke aloud to myself, "Oh yeah, this place is haunted as fuck." I put on my earbuds and explained the situation to my girlfriend at the time, who seemed rather shocked that I was so calm about it. It'd not been my first encounter with strange happenings in the U.P., after all; my grandma and grandpa's house that they had lived in after giving Dave the family house was also haunted as fuck, though I hated it there since I felt it was more malevolent than Dave's house.

When Mindy (Dave's daughter/my cousin) and Brian (my cousin) came back from the bar early, I met them at the door to the house.

"Nope," I said, "We're going out to deer camp*."

Mindy looked at me like I was crazy and asked, "Why?"

"Uh, because your dad's house is haunted as balls?"

Mindy immediately had this look of horrified understanding as she said, "Oh fuck, that's right, and with grandpa passing and the remodel... Yeah, we'll hang out at deer camp instead."

"Bring sandwiches**, I'm stressed the fuck out."


*= In the UP, "deer camp" is typically a small shed, building, deer blind, or even motor home at the edge of one's property. The term deer camp comes from the intent of shooting any deer that come within sight of the deer camp. But typically it's just a place to drink, smoke, and be total jackasses. There's even a song about it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kb9yhhflmvY

**= Watch "How I Met Your Mother"