So here it goes.
Growing up with my sister, im not usually one to buy into all that ghost and shit, cause she would always try to scare me at night with floating shadows and shit (she even went so far as to, one night go out her window and start scratching on mine :/ my mom finally caught her and she got grounded, yay).
So back to the story here, my grand parents own this house in arkansas, they bought it off an old construction worker, who had originaly intended on building an apartment building there, only his wife, unforchanitly died before it could be even close to completed (we'll get to that in a minute).
They moved into it, and since it was only a small house ontop of a huge basement, they started building onto it,
So after they got it all done, we went to live there from california before we got our own house, and my grandfather was telling me about some of the stuff the old man had told him (usually you dont by into that shit, cause ya know, it's your grandfather),
He told me about this women (the old mans wife) and how she got burried alive in the basement (acidently i guess?), I didnt think he was telling the truth, just random grandfather junk

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I always noticed the dog they had would never go into the basement (which was weird, cause he would go everywhere else),
And one night, I was sleeping in the living room, just as usual, and I heard the dog bark, I threw a pillow at the dog and yelled at him to shut up, I yawned, and went back to sleep.
I guess it was about half an hour later that the dog started barking again, this time insanly, being out of pillows, I put on my glasses and looked at what the dog was barking at.
I looked up, and I saw the basement door standing wide open, I figured, yeah my grandparents are probably down there getting somthing, and shruged it off.
Again, about an hour or so later I suppose the dog started barking AGAIN, and I was so pissed that I got up, and turned on the basement light and screamed...
It was my fucking sister trying to scare me again, she had been tempting the dog with something like a squaking toy... I was soo pissed off, I mean I was mad!
I turned around and went "Hmph you suck" and all the sudden we both heard something say "go away" we both screamed and ran up the staires.
I try not to go into the basement unless i half to, and we checked all the beds, everyone was there. and I dont think dogs can talk... we just waited till morning to sleep again.
Scariest shit of my life.