Man haunted by ghost of dead child he drew, gives continuous live update on Twitter

Have you heard the joke — ‘A child’s laughter is the most beautiful thing, unless you are on your own and there is no child around.’ Well, that could be a joke, after reading a chilling ghost story of a US artist on Twitter.

American illustrator, Adam Ellis tweeted about the paranormal activity going on in his house, and apparently it all started from the nightmares that he recurrently started having.

The author who has a book of funny comics coming out next year recounted how he started suffering from sleep paralysis and how a child with a ‘mishappened’ head started appearing in his dreams.

Adam Ellis, drew a sketch of a child ghost, with a “huge misshapen head which was dented on one side” and sat in a green rocking chair at the end of his bed in the dreams he's had and shared it on Twitter.

Months later his New York apartment is being haunted by a child ghost named ‘Dear David’ and its equally trying to kill him.

According to Adam, his two cats suddenly stood staring at his front door at midnight for six straights nights now!

So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he’s trying to kill me.

He said he had another dream a few nights later, where a girl walked up to him in a library and asked him,

You’ve seen Dear David, haven’t you?. He’s dead. He only appears at midnight, and you can ask him two questions if you said ‘Dear David’ first. But never try to ask him a third question, or he’ll kill you,” she warned him.

The next time he saw the little boy in his dreams, he asked him how did he die. When the boy told him that there was an accident at the store, he further asked him what had happened, ‘Dear David’ replied that a shelf was pushed on his head and before Ellis could realise it, he had asked him a third question, “Who pushed the shelf?”

And then, the nightmare actually began. From his cats randomly turning up to stare at the door at midnight to movements near the peephole, Ellis is probably living the nightmares he has been seeing.

He started giving updates on Twitter as more weird events unfold.

So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he's trying to kill me. (thread)

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

He started appearing in dreams, but I think he's crossed over into the real world now.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

The first time I saw him, I was experiencing sleep paralysis and saw a child sitting in the green rocking chair at the foot of my bed.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

He had a huge misshapen head that was dented on one side. I did my best to draw it: pic.twitter.com/AJizlw7qXe

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

For a while he just stared at me, but then he got out of the chair and started shambling toward the bed.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I couldn't move because I was paralyzed. (I have sleep paralysis fairly often. It sucks.)

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Right before he reached my bed, I woke up screaming.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I had another dream a few nights later, where I was in a library and a girl came up to me and said, "You've seen Dear David, haven't you?"

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I was like, "Who?" And she said, "Dear David. You saw him."

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

She continued, "He's dead. He only appears at midnight, and you can ask him two questions if you said 'Dear David' first."

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Then she added, "But never try to ask him a third question, or he'll kill you."

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Then, David came back in another dream. Same situation—I was in bed, and he was sitting in the rocking chair near the window, staring at me.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

In the dream, I say, "Dear David, how did you die?" He mumbles, "An accident in a store."

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I say, "Dear David, what happened in the store?" He groans, "A shelf was pushed on my head."

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I'm frozen with fear. I ask, "Who pushed the shelf?" David doesn't answer.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I realize that I've asked a third question, which I'm not supposed to do. At that point, I wake up, absolutely terrified.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

The next couple days I google deaths in the city, but can't find anything about a kid named David dying in a store.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

I even try different names—Daniel, Dylan, Devon. Nothing. A few weeks go by without incident.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Sort of randomly, the apartment above mine is vacated, and I have the opportunity to move into it. It's a larger apartment, so I'm thrilled.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

For the past 4 nights, my cats gather at the front door at exactly midnight & just stare at it, almost like something is on the other side. pic.twitter.com/Y8nnVLv6b4

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

Last night I got a weird feeling and looked out the peephole, and I'm dead certain I saw movement on the other side.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

When I opened the door and turned on the hall light, nothing was there, but my cats seemed unnerved. Bushy tails, etc.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017

And that's where I am right now. Dear David found me, I think. I don't know what to do. I'll keep you updated.

— ˗ˏˋ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴇʟʟɪs ˊˎ˗‏ (@moby_dickhead) August 7, 2017