The Three Boys is a real ghost story about a boy who can’t sleep at night and sees dead people. Are they imaginary or real?
My parents died in a car crash when I was only 5 years old. After that, I was passed around to a number of foster homes and a number of different foster parents. Something happened in one of those foster homes that still scares me to this day. I remember that the lady who took me in was a really nice person and I didn’t see her husband much because he was always at work. I was the only foster child there at the time.
One night, I couldn’t get to sleep. When I opened my eyes, I saw another child standing there in my room. He seemed to be about the same age as me. He was naked from the waist up and he had bruises all over his body. Tears were running down his face. I was so scared that I covered my head with the blankets. I think I just cowered there for the rest of the night praying for morning to come.
The next time it happened, there were two boys. The second boy looked worse than the first. His face was all battered and bloody. One of his eyes was hanging out of his head. It was horrible.
The third time was the worst. There were three boys standing there and the third boy had his throat cut. Blood was pouring out of the wound and dripping down his chest. It seemed like someone had hacked at it with a knife.
It scared me so much that I could never sleep. I don’t remember much, but I was told that during the day, I would sit in the room and rock back and forth holding my chest, just staring at the entrance to the storage space. After a while, I was moved to a different foster home and I never saw anything like that again.
Just recently, I tracked down the woman who owned the foster home and when I found out what had happened, it terrified me. Apparently, there were many orphaned boys who went through that house. Three of them disappeared. The wife didn’t know what had happened to them. She thought they had just run away.
One day, many years later, she had to retrieve something from a small built-in storage space in the room that had been my bedroom. She was poking around and found some loose floorboards. Out of curiosity, she pulled one of the floorboards up and when she saw what was underneath, she got the fright of her life.
It was the body of a young boy.
Of course, she called the police immediately. Her husband was at work at the time. The police ripped up the floorboards and found three bodies in all. They were all young boys. The bodies were removed and taken down to the mortuary for an autopsy.
When the husband arrived home from work and found out what had happened, she said he started acting really weird. The next day, the police came back and arrested the husband and the wife. They released the woman, but the husband was prosecuted for murdering the three boys. He was convicted and the judge sentenced him to life in prison.