I have to say that I love a good horror
movie and what not, but have been a little dubious about ghosts and
hauntings. That is until my now ex-husband and I moved into a new house.
(we shall call him John for the purpose of this story).
We lived in a small town in the tropics
and the houses generally have the same sort of look, except for the
house we decided to rent while ours was being built. It was unusual – a
definite triangular shape where the roof touched the ground and met in a
point at the top, like a teepee. It appeared to be very very old that
had been renovated at some point.
The day we moved in, I was in the
kitchen unpacking whilst John was moving things from our previous house.
Directly above me was one of two bedrooms, which sat to the right of
the top of the stairs. As I was unpacking I heard several doors slam
above me. I knew the windows were open up there so didn’t think anything
of it until I heard the “squeaks” of the door close (the little
plastic things that hold old doors closed). Then I heard doors slamming
again. I knew there were four cupboard doors in that bedroom and when I
counted definitely more than four doors slamming again and then the
closers being worked open I got a bit freaked out, so I went outside and
waited for John to return.
When he got back he of course thought it
was the wind. We decided to investigate and let the dog in with us, she
happily ran ahead of us up to the top of the stairs and when she got to
the top she suddenly stop and whimpered, tail between her legs and head
cowering. This was not like her at all. We went up to the bedroom And
went in and saw that all four cupboard doors were closed but then
noticed what we hadn’t noticed before – all the doors had latches and
all of them were in the lock position. Needless to say, my husband
didn’t believe what I said I had heard.
My friend told me to smoke the house out with smudge smoke which we did and nothing happened for a while.
A few months later John and I were
eating dinner at the dining table and I felt something brushing the back
of my neck. This time I did think it was the wind as my back was to the
window but when I rubbed the back of my neck and looked up john had
turned white. He said little balls of light were floating around my
head. He said whilst he had been in the kitchen on a few different
occasions the same little balls of light had floated around him. Later,
friends were to tell us these were called “orbs”.
Instances started becoming more and more
frequent, such as doors slamming in the bedrooms upstairs, hearing
footsteps running back and forth. We began to wonder if it was our minds
playing tricks on us until a friend was visiting one night and heard a
definite slam and heavy footsteps running from one room to another. He
got frightened and left. Sometimes the dog, who slept at the bottom of
the stairs, would suddenly look up to the top of the stairs and stare
and growl. And the brushes on the back of my neck at the dining table
became more frequent and turned into a feeling of a weight pushing down
on my head.
One night I had the couch folded out and
the dog laying next to me. I was sitting on the bed patting her when in
the corner of my eye a large shadow moved around towards me from the
left. As I looked to my husband to alert him, an enormous weight pushed
down heavily on my head as I called to him. His face went white, my dog
looked up at me barking and suddenly the weight came off and this bright
“orb” appeared in front of me, suspended there for a few seconds,
hovered around up and down from the ceiling to the floor, went out the
door and disappeared. Even the dog was following the movement of this
orb. This scared the absolute crap out of us.
This happened while I was heavily pregnant and we realized these things became more frequent as I moved along in my pregnancy.
After the baby was born my mum came to
visit and only having two bedrooms, she slept in that room. We didn’t
tell her what had been happening as she believes in these sorts of
things. One morning she said she felt like someone had moved the
blankets back and got into bed with her, she had felt someone press up
against her. We didn’t tell her about the room until after she left.
The baby wouldn’t sleep without us being
in our bedroom with him and would wake with sudden frights sometimes.
Even the dog began to sleep in there with us.
Things carried on but not as
aggressively after we decided to “talk” to it when we got home, telling
the thing that “we are only renting here, this is your house. We are
building our own and will be out soon and it will be your house again”.
After we moved out the neighbour had
approached me at the supermarket. He informed me the new neighbours in
the house had decided to all sleep in the rumpus room downstairs, as
their daughter had awoken several times to a man standing in her room at
the foot of her bed staring at her, and the cupboards would open and
close, slamming. He had never believed us until these new neighbours had
questioned whether he had heard anything from previous tenants about
ghosts in the house. He told them the things we had told him and they
promptly moved out. He would later tell us he saw someone moving about
in that room often (which looked down onto his back yard) but thought it
was just one of us moving around in there without the lights on.
By Lauren A
Source: Praranormal 360
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