Don't Go Upstairs
DON'T GO UPSTAIRS
So my grandmother lives alone, my pop died many year ago, so whenever us grandkids came over to see her she loved it. Sad thing was we only visited a few times a year but when we where little, we would go over there almost once a week.
During summer break my mom and dad got invited to a wedding which wasn't close at all. Which meant they had to go for a few nights. My mom is over protective, she would allow me to stay home by myself during the day but not during the night, so she had to find somewhere for me to stay. A lot of my friends couldn't take me in for a few days so they decided I'd stay with my grandmother.
I never addressed my grandmother by saying grandmother, I'd call her Lola because when I was little I used to give names to all my stuffies and then I'd give names to my family. My grandmother got stuck with lola and it grew on me and her too. So when Lola found out I was coming over she got a room ready for me and prepared for a good few days.
My mom and dad didn't bother getting out of the car when they dropped me off to Lola's. So I closed the door and before I could say goodbye my mom and dad where gone. I wasn't too happy on being there but none the less she was my Lola.
My grandmothers pet name for me was Tulip. Tulips where her favourite flower. She came walking out of the house to greet me and I gave her a hug. Lola's house was big but very old. The neighbors where friendly and there was plenty of kids running through the street. Lola's house was the streets scary house.
Once Lola and I where inside, she showed me to my room. When I was little my mom gave Lola my old toddler bed because back then we where always at her house. I told Lola I was too big for that bed but she told me she didn't have another bed for me to sleep on. I offered to sleep on the couch but she said it would hurt my back so it was best to put up with the toddler bed.
Lola made us some tea and took out biscuits. Lola's house was a two story, but I have never been on the second floor. The stairs that lead up there have a door at it's entry that she keeps locked. You'd hear an odd thump here and there but you'd always shrug it off to being a old house.
Lola never allows anyone up there at all. It's always been forbidden. After we ate and chatted, I asked if there was anything to do to pass time. She suggested I go watch tv while she prepares tonight's dinner. Once I was in the living room and turned on the tv, I heard someone say don't come up here. I could have cried with fear, that voice came from a near by vent in the wall.
While Lola was still in the kitchen I decided to talk back into the vent. I paused trying to think what on earth could be up there. I said hello and waited. I got nothing back. Lola walked in and asked for me to hop down from the vent and asked what I was doing up there. I tried explaining that a little spider come dangling from there and wanted to make sure there wasn't any more as I hated spiders.
Later that night after dinner, Lola went to bed. She goes to bed very early and I laid in my old toddler bed and asked myself what was I going to do! Then the thought of that voice I heard earlier entered my memory, so I went back to that vent and went to go speak. I said, is anybody there, I wanted for a reply and heard an stange giggle.
I nearly fell off the chair I was standing on and I was too nervous to say anything by would hate to not know what was going on. So I decided to ask who they where and where they where. The voice giggled and said come and play with me. They sounded childish and lonely. I told the voice I couldn't because I didn't know where they where.
The voice then got angry and told me to mind my own business and to go away! I ran off into my room and covered myself with a blanket. The next morning, Lola asked if I slept well. I lied and told her I had a great sleep but truthfully I stayed awake petrified.
Since Lola was old, a neighbor would regularly come to take Lola to the shops and doctors to do stuff Lola needed. She asked if I wanted to go with but truthfully I didn't want to. After Lola left I went to go find the keys to the locked door. Once I think I had found them, I went to the vent and asked the voice did they still want to play.
After I said that I thought to myself why on earth would I ask that!? It's not like I wasn't scared because I really was. The voice replied and asked where the old lady was, I made sure that the voice was referencing to my grandmother and I replied yes she's gone. There was a good long pause and as I was about to give up, I heard rattling at the stairs door.
I walked up to the door and I knocked in a pattern. It knocked back in the same pattern too. I was scared but I wanted to be brave. The voice never spoke to me but as I was unlocking it, I could hear it's footsteps run back upstairs and things crashing loudly.
I opened the door and the smell of sewage filled the downstairs part of the house. There was a light switch near the door that helped light up the stairs and started climbing them. All of a sudden a dark figure appeared from up top of the stair case and started yelling at me to get down and go back to my own home!
He started to cry! I was scared and I was shaking but I stood firm and yelled back. I told him to stop being naughty and sit down. He instantly sat down and I walked up. When I got to the top I looked at him and I got really worried.
It was a middle aged man who looked a little younger then my dad. He was shirtless and had on a pair of black underwear that where teared and split. His facial hair was over grown and his hair was matted. He had psychological problems and I could tell he needed help.
I asked if anyone else was here and he nodded. He claimed he was not alone up there but the others are too afraid to talk to me. I asked him to take me to them. I thought he was imagining them but I soon discovered I was honestly wrong.
In a dark room that smelled very putrid sat 2 girls! They where a bit older then I was and they sat naked. But they looked fairly clean and their hair was semi brushed. Before I could say anything I heard my Lola come home!
I could hear her calling out Tulip. I was too scared to tell her what I discovered in fear she would treat me like this too. I quickly walked to the stair case and walked down it and closed the door all before she noticed.
Later that night, she went to bed and all I could think about was the people that where up stairs. I went to the vent after lol went to sleep and asked if I could visit again. The man giggled and said it wasn't the best time because the woman is here.
I was confused. Lola went to bed and was fast asleep. I couldn't figure out who was up there with them. I went to Lola's room to investigate. Surely enough Lola was not in her bed at all. Though her dresser door was open. I looked into it and pulled back some clothes that were hanging, and could see a little stair case that went to the top floor.
I left the room and went to the vent, I asked what was happening, but I didn't hear back from him. I went back to my room and placed my ear up to the wall which was next to Lola's. I could hear her closing her wardrobe door and get into bed. I let half an hour go by and I went to the staircase door and unlocked it making sure to close the door behind me. I took along a flashlight and walked up stairs trying not to make too much noise.
When I got up there, the lights where switched on. There was a living room that had the tv on which was put on mute and there all three of them sat on the couch nearby. The man looked at me and said, the lady was no longer there so they could now play. Though the man looked different.
He looked freshly shaven and his hair was shaved too. He looked clean but he also had a diaper on too. Both the girls where freshly clean too and they also had on diapers. I asked the girls why they where there, how they got there. They just looked at me, too scared to say a word.
But one of them got a pen and paper and started writing. On the note it said they where sisters. They had been adopted as a teenagers by the old woman and they lived upstairs all this time. They never stepped a foot outside and where treated like babies because the old lady was lonely and mad. She wanted to take care of little babies again.
I was sick to the stomach, I began to weep. I comforted the girls and I told them I'd try to help them the best I could to get out of here. But as soon as I said that, I looked into a nearby room in the cor we of my eye, Lola stood there, with crossed arms and all. She told me if I do badly wanted to come up stairs that I'd stay upstairs and be treated accordingly.
I was at least stronger then Lola and I managed to fight passed her and made it down stairs. I locked the door and ran to her room as she tried following me down the stairs too, I locked her wardrobe door and locked her bedroom the door the best I could by putting furniture up against it.
I called the police and waited outside, the police came and asked what was happening. I told them what had happened and passed them the lock to the door. After 20 minutes, there was a good 10 police cars out the front. All the neighbors came outside and looked on to what commotion was unfolding.
The man and the two girls eventually walked out. A few ambulances came and took them away. But I still had't seen Lola come out. I asked an officer where she was. He asked if I was family and I told them who I was to her. They told me she was being being detained and placed into care to help her. I wanted to go see her so he let me into the house.
She was sitting there on the couch in the living room. She yelled at me saying I was bad, that I took her dream away from being a mommy again. My mom called me so I took the call back outside. She was puzzled to why the neighbors had called her to say something bad was happening.
I told my mom the truth and dad got on the phone. After all it is his mom. He didn't want to believe it, he told me I was a liar and I was going to get into a lot of trouble in making that stuff up. The next day, my mom and dad got me from a friends house.
My dad still didn't believe me. I couldn't have cared because once he gets the police report he will find out. Turned out dad was abused like that when he was younger and it is his own mother tried telling him it was all a lie and nothing bad ever happened to him. She made sure it got drilled into his head and it worked.
As for my Lola, she's in a home under security. I don't like visiting her there because she wasn't the Lola I once remembered. Still to this day I don't know how that man got into the situation of my grandmother abusing him.
All I've heard was that all three are still in a mental hospital trying to make a recovery. I'm not allowed to visit them as I'm not family. I don't know if they have made progress at all but no family members of there's have come forward either.
Written By: Tulip