Diary of Abigail

Earlier in April of this year, I had moved into a new home in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. It is clear to me that the old house is haunted. I had heard things like footsteps and tapping noises in the first couple of weeks that I’d been living there. I lived there with my husband and two children. My husband is a very kind man but after two weeks of living in that home, he became agitated and angry. My children were afraid to sleep in their rooms, especially my daughter who had said that she saw a woman sitting at the end of her bed. I didn’t believe her at first but when I found an old diary in the attic, there was no doubt in my mind that she saw somebody that night.
I took the time to type the entries into my son’s laptop so that I could share the shocking findings with everybody else. The diary belonged to a girl name Abigail and apparently, she started writing in the diary back in 1960, after her mother had died. Some of the words were misspelled but I took the time to proofread the entries and make changes where necessary. I’m only posting the entries that were started the day that she moved into the house.
April 17, 1962
Hello mother, this is the first night in my new home. I hate that I had to move and leave all of my friends, but father got a new job and so I had to. It’s a big home and I really like my new room. Rebecca gave me a new pencil since I broke my other one last week. That’s why I hadn’t wrote in a while. She’s so nice but not as much as you were. I miss you so mother. I start school tomorrow, so I should get some sleep. Goodnight mother.
April 18, 1962
I met a friend at school today. Her name is Jennifer but everyone calls her Jenny. She said that she likes my dress and I thought that was really nice. Father and Rebecca was arguing today. They haven’t argued in so long. I don’t know what they were arguing about but Father was really upset. I should go now, Father will probably be coming in to kiss me goodnight. I miss you ever so much. Goodnight mother.
April 19, 1962
I had fun at school today. Jenny and I played tag during recess and I was running so fast, she couldn’t catch me. I saw you watching me, did you see me wave at you? Father didn’t believe me when I told him that I saw you. He never believes me. I think he still misses you because he cries sometimes. I love you so much mother and I miss you too. Goodnight mother.
April 20, 1962
Hello mother, I had another fun day at school today. I was looking for you but I didn’t see you. That’s okay though, I still love you ever so much. Rebecca is calling me for supper so I have to go now. Goodnight mother.
April 22, 1962
Sorry that I couldn’t write to you yesterday, mother. Jenny invited me over to her house for a sleep over and I had so much fun. We sung songs, read scary stories and we talked about boys. Jenny likes Jacob but I don’t like boys. I think they’re gross. I hear footsteps downstairs but Father and Rebecca is sleeping. I’m scared now mother.
I went downstairs but I didn’t see anybody. I hoped it was you, I really wanna see you mother. I miss you ever so much. I know you told me not to cry before you died but I can’t help it. I miss you. I’m tired now, goodnight mother.
April 23, 1962
I’m really scared now mother. There was a woman sitting at the end of my bed and I thought it was you but it wasn’t. I screamed for Father but he didn’t believe me. He said that I was just dreaming but I wasn’t dreaming mother. She looked right at me and she looked really really scary. I don’t like it here anymore. I want to go home.
April 24, 1962
She’s back mother and I’m really scared. She’s standing by the closet door and she’s just staring at me. I screamed for father again but he yelled at me and told me to go to sleep. I don’t know why he can’t see her. She’s still staring at me. Why can’t you make her go away? She’s scaring me mother, please make her go away
April 25, 1962
Father hit Rebecca today. He’s been really mean lately and he’s scaring me. I want to go home, I don’t like it here anymore. Father drinks too much now and he’s always mean to me. I think that he
May 5, 1962
I miss talking to you mother. Father took my diary because he said that it’s not normal to write to dead people. He said that I need professional help but it isn’t true. He took me to a lady and she told me that I wasn’t crazy. I told her that I write to you and that there’s a scary woman living in my room. She said that she believed me. Father is yelling at Rebecca. He’s yelling really loudly and he sounds really mad so I have to go to sleep. Goodnight mother.
(I have no idea what this next entry is supposed to mean. There was a few pages just filled with these numbers. If anybody knows what these numbers could possibly mean, I’d greatly appreciate it if you’d let me know.)
May 8, 1962
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May 9, 1962
If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
May 10, 1962
If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
May 11, 1962
If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
May 12, 1962
There’s something inside of me and it’s eating at my soul. Help me, darling. Help me.
May ?? 1962
I’m so scared mother. Somebody has been writing in my diary and I think it was father. He’s really scaring me mother and I think he scared Rebecca too because I didn’t see her in days. I think she ran away mother. She left me here and I thought that she loved me. I wish you were here mother.
May 17, 1962
I saw Rebecca yesterday, mother. She was outside standing in the backyard. She looked at me and her face was bleeding. I think Father really hurt her. I waved at her but she didn’t wave back. I think she is mad at me because I didn’t help her. She’s still out there, I think she’s scared to come inside. I told her that father was at work but she didn’t say anything. She’s scaring me now mother.
May 18, 1962
She’s dead mother! Rebecca is dead! I found her in the attic and there was blood everywhere. I think father killed her and I think he wants to kill me too. I’m so scared mother. I don’t know what to do. Father just got home and he sounds really angry. He’s telling me to come downstairs but I don’t want him to hurt me. I’m gonna hide under my bed, please don’t let him hurt me mother.
(The writing here was really sloppy for some reason. I tried my best to make out the words.)
He’s coming up the steps mother and he’s calling for me but I don’t want to move. I’m so scared mother. His footsteps are so loud. He’s in my room! He’s in my room and he has a knife, a really really big knife. He’s gonna find me, please don’t let him find me. I love you mother, I wish you we(Sadly, this is where that entry ended.)
May 19, 1962
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That is the last entry of the diary. It’s shocking beyond words and I had never read of anything like it. I looked up the numbers online but I couldn’t find anything on it. My family and I moved out after three weeks of living there. It still haunts me to think about what would have happened if we had stayed. Please share this story, I just want to know what those numbers mean. If they mean anything at all.
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