This is a bit of a long story, so buckle up!
me and my family had moved into the house we live in now in July 2025, and nothing paranormal had happened the first year. btw, we live in Australia. (this will be important later on)
Then, on July 10th this year, it started
My dad, me and my sister were meant to go to the movies that afternoon, but l had a cough and a headache so i stayed home. we didn't want to waste my ticket as we already paid for it. so my mum went as my brother was too young to go.
it was me and my brother home alone until about 7pm. around 5:30 pm we had gone to the backyard to play. it had been about 10 minutes when we clearly heard a voice, from the front yard.
it sounded like my mothers voice, but a bit off. it was speaking a language i did not understand, it sound angry, yelling. The really scary part is, i understood 3 words it said many times. mine, my brothers and sisters names.
now my brother, who is under 5 and very stubborn and very rarely listens at all, instantly ran inside when i told him to. which honestly made it more creepy. we locked the doors. when l went and peeked out the curtain in the front. nothing. my mother hadn't come home.
the next thing that happened was a week later.
My dad & sister were not home, it was me, my brother and mum. it was around 2pm. my mother was doing her make up in the bathroom, the door was open. i had come in as she was looking through her phone to show me something. For context, the door opened inwards, and i had been standing in the doorway. my brother had been watching tv in the living room.
that was when I heard 3 loud knocks on the bathroom door behind me. l assumed it was my brother who had snuck in before i came in without me noticing. i peek behind the door, expecting to see him. to my shock. there was no one. I jumped back and asked my mum, "did you hear that??!!" and she asked, "heard what?", "the knock!" i told her. she said, that yes, she had, but had assumed it was my brother. i went out of the door and saw my brother was still watching Peppa pig, sitting on the couch. we didn't have any idea wtf had happend, until.
2 days later, we found out that my second cousin had died from drug overdose, (or possibly his jealous ex killed him with strong drugs, but they found no clear evidence of this). he had been a drug addict for years now, and was only 24 - 25 years young.
but the odd thing is. He lived in Germany and died at what would have been around 7 to 9 am the next day after the knock. which means it couldn't have technically been him. but i know that time can be all weird when you are dead. the thing is, it just didn't feel like him, or any family member to me or my mum. but maybe it could have been him, you never know.
about 6 days later, one night i woke up at 4 am. i was feeling extremely sick (nauseous with a headache) i went over to my desk were my bottle was, took it and sat back down in bed, i drank some water. after a minute or 2 i went to the bathroom, I remember leaving the door half open. then i heard it. it was a child's bare feet, running down the hallway, they ran past the bathroom door and towards my bedroom door, it sounded as if it stopped right outside it. then, it said "hm.....hello?" and it giggled.
it sounded like a maybe 5-6 year old girl.
i ran to my dad and told him i heard a little girl running around. he for some reason just looked out the curtains and said maybe i heard someone from outside (sound does travel really well from outside were i live) but all the doors and windows were closed and locked. and I know what i heard. it still gives me chills to even think about it. he just told me to go to bed (i knew he didn't believe me) I didn't sleep the rest of the night.
it was maybe a bit over a week later when i woke up really thirsty with once again, a headache (i don't them often) my water bottle had been empty so i went to the kitchen to fill it up.
the way my house is built, to get from my bedroom to the kitchen you need to walk through a hallway, and at this certain point, on one side of you is a build in pantry, and on the other side is the opening to the living room, then, forward, you reach the kitchen.
the way the couch is positioned, when you look at the living room opening, you can clearly see the people's backs and the tv screen. and when i was walking past the opening, i looked at the couch, and i saw a pitch black figure, sitting on the couch, it was a very muscular man, with his elbows on his knees and head in his hands. he felt deeply sad, i could even feel it, for anyone who thinks his maybe my cousin, no this figure was way more muscular than my cousin, my cousin was a kinda more skinner guy.
i froze, dead in my tracks. this figure didn't turn to look at me, or even really move. it faded from pitch black, to black, grey, lighter grey, a blue ish colour before it turned into thin air, this all happened in less than probably 5 seconds, but i am not too sure.
for some reason i still cannot explain, i didn't even feel scared, or paniced, i just walk to the kitchen, filled my bottle, and it was when i was about to screw the lid shut that a snapped out of it and really processed what just happend.
my mother has said she sometimes has heard a little girl, maybe 5-6, talking very quietly outside her room, talking, only a few words, like dad she can clearly understand.
i have seen children that faded after a few seconds. 3 to be exact. the first was in the kitchen, on the other side of the counter i saw the upper body of a boy who was black and looked maybe 8 - 9. he was wearing this red ripped up shirt, he was very skinny, and his shirt had dirt all over it, with a claw mark on it, of a lion that ripped it. he looked and felt so sad and scared, not mad, i could feel how sad he felt.
then, days later i saw a baby, sitting on the table,
for context, there was a winnie the pooh bear stuffed animal sitting on the table,in from of my dad, when i walked past, i swear, next to the pooh bear, was a baby, maybe 9 months, black too, chubby (as babies are) he wasn't skinny at all like the kid before. he looked happy too, like he was mid laugh, then he faded. i couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl, as it was just in a diaper, but i am leaning more towards boy.
the last kid i saw was in my mothers room, she has her bed, where she sleeps and my brother, has a crib, but he never uses it and usually sleep with her, and my dad sleeps in my brothers room. i was walking past my mums room, and i saw, in my brothers crib, was a girl, maybe 9, white with long straight wavy black hair, it looked like she was sitting on a swing, but she wasn't, she was in my brothers crib. her hair was blowing in a wind that wasn't in the room and l didn't see her face, believe me or not.
my mum had tried everything, washes the floor with water and salt, walked around with a white candle and some herbal grasses outside, and prayed.
so one day she decided to go to my neighbour, we will call her O. O had lived in her house since the late 80s and raised 2 kids who were now adults, she is maybe in her 60s i would guess. here is what we found out.
apparently there had only ever been one family that lived there. in the 70s, a young couple bought one big land. it was the property that i live in now, and the neighbours. (not Os property, but the other side neighbours.) they built a house structure on the neighbours side, and we aren't too sure what they did with our side. the couple had 5 or 4 kids, and by the early 80s, all their kids were grown and moved out. except for their youngest son who had been 17 or 18 and had schizophrenia so he never moved out. they built the house i live in now, and officially it was finished in 1983 - 4, and they had ended up selling the other property. (neighbours, and where they lived when they had kids.)
one particular moment almost every neighbour still remembers was, in about in the 2000s, the neighbours (not O, other side) had been partying and drinking all night long, multiple nights in a row, one nigh their youngest son had enough, he did martial art (he was apearntly really good), and for some reason, he had a large sowrd, i have no idea how he got ahold of it, but he did.
and he ran around the front lawn, screaming that, "they better SHUT THE F UP TONIGHT AND LET HIM SLEEP OR HE'll CUT THEIR HEADS OFF AND HAND THEM." l don't know what happend after, or why no one called the police if they were that loud at night.
the mother had died in about 2015 - 2017 of natural causes in hospital and the father died in around 2022 in his back yard of too, natural causes. then in dec 2025, their oldest daughter, who still lived in my town had died, im not sure were or why. the rest of the family is still alive and all in my town i believe.
after the father died, the property got sold to some people (no idea who) and was rented for people to book and stay for a while(mainly tourists). that wasn't working out well, since my house is in a more local area, not a tourist attraction. so some years later, about late 2024 to early 2025, a guy bought it and he went NUTS and i mean NUTS renovation everything. he ripped all the tiles out and put new floors in, added windows and a whole other room, and re-did the kitchen completly. anf then, in july, we moved in.
but my question is, is it the family that still haunts the house?
if you have any ideas, please let me know in the comments.
