My Haunted House

My mother told me this story from when I was a baby, about 2 years old I believe?

For some context, there was my father, my mother, two of my older brothers and me. We just moved into a house for the first time and it had an attic, main floor and a basement. The basement contained the bedrooms.

There was one specific room that had some steps which basically made it slightly lower than the rest. It was the biggest room so my eldest brother claimed it. After a week, my brother complained about the lack of sleep and did not like the room. He kept saying something felt off. My other brother asked to switch, since he always wanted the biggest room.

A week later, the same thing happened to him. He can't sleep right, the room feels wrong and he claims to see things in the dark. My mother believes that it might just be a placebo effect mixed with young children moving to a new home they aren't familiar with. She then moves me in the room instead. I was there for 3 days and would cry each time it was bed time. I would wake up and scream my lungs out until I lost my voice. On the third day, after my father went to work and my brothers were getting ready for school, my mother decided to throw baby powder everywhere in the room. She would blast it on the floor everywhere, covering it all. Something felt off.

She took off with me and my brothers, we had our day like usual. Once everyone got home, my mother went into my room.

Traces of 3 clawed human-sized foot prints were EVERYWHERE. The floor, the walls and even the ceiling. My mother called my father in a franzy at the sight.

We moved out a week later. The door was locked during that time and I was moved in my parents room for the time being.