Green Shirt

When I was a kid my family was doing renovation on our house so we rented a house down the road. My dad peaced out and my mother used to work a 7;7 rotation with 12 hour shifts from like 6pm to 6am, meanwhile it was a brick house and a lot of weird stuff would happen there:

• Door handles would shake or the door would burst open by itself

• The sliding closet doors would open and close by themselves. Even my mother admitted to laying in her room and hearing it happen a few times, yet decided to accuse me of doing it despite there being no way I could sneak into her room, quickly open and close the door, then quickly run out without her seeing me.

• Even with the lights off in my room the light would leak in from under the door, (the kitchen light was often left on) and I could see these shadowy things crawling in the dark. The worst one was the time I woke up because I could feel air slightly flicking in my face to see a large shadowy hand wriggling in my face, once it realised I was awake it tried to touch my face before I jumped out of bed.

• My cousin slept over in the room with me once and I woke up with her in my bed and the lights on, because she said something was trying to grab her in her sleep.

• We both saw a gremlin thing crotching by the closet door one night so we started sleeping in the living room, while sleeping in the living room the doorhandle to my room would shake, one night we told it to go f#ck itself so it was like someone was punching the door from the inside.

• Sometimes stuff would happen like I would be watching TV then go to the toilet, walk out and find the TV off and the radio on.

There were many other incidents that occurred but it was like whatever it was constantly wanted to remind me it was there. I had childhood friends that said they saw something poking it's face out from behind the end room door, otherwise one was poked hard or their hair was pulled during hide and seek. I told my mother about these things and she told me I was just imaging it.

When we were moving back to the old house, I started carrying a box or two to the house after school. It was like 5pm and I was walking when it felt like something was trying to follow me. I kept looking back and nothing was there. I went into the house and put the box into the living room. It felt like someone was in there with me, when this random burnt CD (my sister used to make CD playlists in the early 2000s lol) rolled out from under a table. I decided to roll it back. The CD rolled out again but this time I felt the urge to run, it was like having the energy of someone standing there angrily screaming at you and threatening to hit you yet you couldn't see or hear the person. It felt like I was about to be attacked. I ran back to the other house.

Years later my mother admitted to seeing some grey thing lurking around my bedroom door when she came home one morning, like it was peaking at me through a gap in the door then quickly disappeared. Because it scared her she pretended not to see it and didn't tell me. She would also try blame me for the closet door thing so she could rationalise it and not feel scared.

When we moved back to our house, I used to sleep with the door open. Then out of like nowhere the door would start swinging. Once I heard a thump and found a random hunk of wood had been thrown at the door. I also had a bunk bed and I would sometimes see something climb up the ladder then the bed would shake, as if someone above was having a seizure. There were times in the night I was too scared to open my eyes because it felt like something scary was going to be staring at me if I looked.

Then suddenly it stopped.

Years later I decided to do some detective work and asked the owners if someone once died in that house, they said no. I also talked to the owner's son (he's a little bit younger than me and we went to school together). I remember him telling me he felt like he got shoved one day in the house and back when we had those big box TVs with the glass screens; he could see the reflection of this angry man in a green shirt despite no one else being in the living room with him.

It also wasn't the first time I heard of the green shirt man turning up in one of the houses they owned, two incidents of two separate people seeing something like this angry man in a green shirt just in the house somewhere. Where I do wonder if it's something the father/owner did and its like a curse or something they messed with. Back in the day the father and his brother used to do some vile and gangster wannabe stuff back in the 80s and 90s later they bought up properties, ran local businesses, had families, and pretended nothing happened.