Visions

I was 12 years old and JUST moved into a new house.and things we're going good. I had always been open to spiritual and supernatural phenomena. But now, going to a new school, i made a friend, a best friend (still best friends to this day) who was also open to the paranormal. I had often had weird feelings for the basement. Words could not explain my fear, i would do anything to avoid not going down there. IT was your average basement. Aside from a long hall with a storage room off to the side. There was a broken mirror at the end of the hall, it was so dusted that i couldnt see my reflection in it- needless to say, i didnt go back there. Until...

One day my best friend (jessie) was on the phone with me, and i felt the need to go down there, im not sure what exactly happened, if it was a vision, our imagination, or... well... real. But the entire time, we saw the same thing.

A hole in the floor- i crawled inside it, it was very tight and dark. Jessie saw everything i did, before i could explain the darkness she had me get a flashlight. I climbed back in, and approched a door. an old, mid-evil wooden door. with a big ass lock on it. The door was so old, i could push through it. What we saw was explainable. It was, for lack of a better term, a torcher chamber... we both screamed. at the same time, i turned to find the door, but in the process, i was staring into my hall. The mirror, was like a two way glass. I could see right into my house. i ran out and crawled through the hole. Still screaming.

Though, in the end, i was sitting on the couch, still on the phone. Just sitting there.... Apperntly i had been sitting there the entire time.

I had dreams about it every night, a man, covered in blood crawling through the hole. screaming for "help" and "dont let them get me" the dreams lasted for two weekend before i finally confessed to my father, he boarded it up, and everything was better.

im not sure why this happened, or how. All i know it was real... and we both saw it.