True Ghost Story: Home Sweet Haunted HomeThis house was built in 1870. At that time, it was a single-family house, but around 1920 it was converted into four apartments. I think it's actually gone through a few conversions over the years, back and forth between being a single-family and apartments. We rented one of the upstairs apartments. Our landlords bought the house about 12 years earlier, shortly after getting married. They tried learning more of the history of the house and the people who lived there, but they were told by City Hall that there was a big fire in the 1950's, and a lot of records were destroyed. So not much information is available about the history of the house and its original owners. There is also a rumor that another house stood on the land before the current house was built, but I don't know if that's true or not. My husband and I moved into this apartment in Sept. 99, about a month before we got married. He had been good friends with the landlords for quite a few years, and he's always wanted to live there. The couple that had been renting the apartment for the previous 8 years, who also happen to be good friends of my husband, decided to buy a house. So our landlord offered us the apartment. My husband was thrilled and leaped at the chance, and I was thrilled too -- although I could have killed him, since it was a month before our wedding and the last thing I needed at that time was more stress! :-) My husband had told me that the house was haunted before we moved in, and I was a little skittish about it - due to my previous experiences with ghosts. A few weeks before our move, the former tenants of the apartment invited all of us over to their new house for a barbecue, so I got a chance to talk to our new landlords about the house and the experiences they had there. Sandra told me that when she and Cal first moved into the house, she often heard music and laughter coming from the basement, as if a party was going on down there. Knowing she was the only one home, she of course would go to investigate, but no one would be there when she went downstairs. She said she would hear footsteps moving up and down the stairs, and through the house, even though she knew she was the only one home, and frequently she would hear voices and conversations in other areas of the house. Cal said that one day he was in his basement workshop and someone tapped him on the shoulder. Thinking it was his wife, he turned around, but no one was there. He checked the whole basement, and he was alone down there. After hearing their stories, I felt a little better about moving in since it didn't seem to be anything negative. :-) Interestingly, the former occupants of our apartment never had any strange experiences while living there for those 8 years. Since we were moving into their apartment, I guess I was half-hoping that since they didn't have any weird experiences, we wouldn't either. I should have known better! When Pat and I moved in there, the experiences started almost right away. The day we were moving all our stuff in, we were putting things up in the attic, and my friend Trina, who was helping us move, suddenly said, "Uh, I have to get out of here, there's some weird vibes up here . . ." and she ran down the stairs back into our apartment. (The only attic entrance is in our apartment - so we had exclusive use of the attic for storage) Now, between Trina and I, *I'm* usually the one that would feel vibes first, so I was really surprised by that! (Plus, I had not mentioned to Trina that the house was haunted - she's skittish about things like that, so I didn't say a word about it to her) I followed her downstairs and asked what she meant by "vibes", and she said, "I don't know, but I suddenly felt like we weren't alone up there. Didn't you feel it? There was someone up there with us, staring at us." I shook my head - because I really hadn't felt it, which was strange. I did feel a lot of energy up there, but not an actual presence. Well, anyway, we finished moving in, and got settled. Shortly after we moved in, one afternoon Pat and I were home alone. We went down into the basement to borrow a screwdriver from Cal, and while we were down there, we heard small, running footsteps above us, in the foyer. It sounded like kids running around up there. Cal and Sandra do have two young daughters, but they weren't home. We thought they had come home while we were downstairs, so we went upstairs, but all was silent. We were still the only ones home. For the first two months we lived there I wasn't working, so I would often be home alone during the days while everyone else was at work. During that time, I would frequently hear voices, footsteps and music in other parts of the house, even though I knew no one else was home. We lived in that house for just over 7 years and had a lot of strange happenings, but most of them pretty subtle. Usually we heard a lot of footsteps, music, and voices. We heard doors opening and closing, and muted conversations, but usually too quiet to understand what was being said. I heard someone walking around in the attic above our apartment, even though I know there couldn't have been anyone up there, they would have had to enter the attic right in our apartment. I also sensed spirits in various parts of the house. In our apartment I used to sense the presence of a woman, sometimes I would feel her appear behind me as I worked on the computer, like she was curious about what I was doing. She seemed to be a very light, friendly type of person, very quiet and subtle, but strong enough so I could sense her there. There was also a male spirit that I sensed in our neighbor's apartment across the hall, as well as in the
basement. He had a much "colder" feeling, very stern and rigid. I think that in life this wasn't a very nice
man, although not really evil either, just not very loving or kind. When I heard that little girl say, "Mommy", for some reason it was right on the tip of my tongue to say, "Yes?", even though I don't have any kids myself! Goosebumps covered me, and instead of responding, I just closed the windows, continued to the bathroom and went to bed. But then I started feeling bad about ignoring her. She had sounded really sad and frightened when she said "Mommy". What if she had been reaching out to me for comfort, and I just ignored her! I got a sense that this little girl hadn't been very loved while she was alive, and she was lost and alone now. I thought maybe she was reaching out to me for the love she didn't get while she was alive, and that once she felt loved and accepted, she would be able to move on. The next day, I went grocery shopping and came home. I walked into the living room to take off my shoes, and was getting ready to put away the groceries. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I saw a little girl standing by my computer desk. She had brown hair and big, sad brown eyes. She was just standing there looking at me. I turned my head to get a better look, but she was gone. I knew it was her though, the girl from the night before. One day soon after that, I was sitting in the living room working on the computer, when I heard a giggle over by the TV. I was alone in the apartment; Pat was out working on his car. My head snapped up and looked in that direction, but I didn't see anything. Then I thought the giggle was possibly on TV, or maybe it was a neighbor child outside that had giggled. So I muted the TV, and listened. A few seconds later, another giggle, this time right behind my chair! I whipped around, but of course there was no one there. Then a clock on the shelves above my head started ticking loudly (you have to understand that we got that clock as a wedding gift, and it stopped working about a week after we got it. It hadn't ticked at all until this day). I was feeling a little spooked by all of this, so I got up to get a drink of water, and while I was standing at the kitchen sink, I heard a little girl say "Whoop whoop dee do!", right behind me. I spun around, but of course, no one was there. I think she might have sensed that she was scaring me a little, because she stopped after that. After that her visits were more subtle, but I seemed to sense her the strongest when I was in the kitchen. Occasionally she would do things to get our attention, like knocking things over or opening the kitchen drawers. One night Pat and I were sitting in the living room, when we heard an empty soda bottle crash to the floor in the kitchen. Pat had left it sitting up on the kitchen counter. The cats were all in the living room with us when this happened, so I think it was her. Another time, I was watching TV, and a card that my friend Trina had given me jumped up off of the TV and fell to the floor. I saw it happen, it didn't just fall off, it jumped up and off the TV. One day Pat and I were in the living room and I went into the kitchen to get us something to drink. I came back into the living room and was in there for about an hour. When I went back into the kitchen again, all of the utensil drawers were wide open. Neither Pat nor I had been in the kitchen since I had gone to get us drinks, and the drawers had been closed at that time. But even with all of that weird stuff happening, there didn't seem to be anything "negative" there. The cats LOVED that apartment - especially the places where I seemed to feel the strongest vibes, like the attic. As soon as I opened that door, they would go flying up there, and stay up there all day if I let them. That made me feel a lot better, because cats are very psychic creatures. If there was anything to fear there, they would have let me know that right away. :-) Update: A few months before we moved out of that house, I thought I was successful in getting the little girl to move on. I had been working with her, telling her that she is "dead" and that she doesn't have to stay here and be lonely and scared. I told her that her mother and other family members were waiting for her, and all she had to do was look for the light. I'd told her many times how beautiful it is "over there", and that there is nothing to fear. But I kept sensing dread and fear from her whenever I told her that. I felt like she preferred to stay here with me because she felt comfortable with me. Still, I kept at it whenever she appeared. Then one night I had a really strong dream about her. I dreamed that I was standing in the kitchen (which, incidentally, is where I used to sense her presence the strongest) and she kept opening and closing the cabinets, in an effort to get my attention. Suddenly, she appeared before me. She was beautiful, just glowing with love, light and happiness. Strangely, she appeared to be older now, around 14 years of age, whereas whenever I sensed her in our apartment, she seemed much younger, around 5 or 6 years old. In the dream, she beamed a huge smile at me and said, "Thank you". I could feel so much love coming from her, soaking into my very being. Then she faded away. I woke up crying tears of happiness, and I felt strongly that she had moved on, and was thanking me for encouraging her to do so. For the last several months that we lived in that apartment, I didn't sense her there anymore. However, a couple weeks after we moved, our former landlord was spending a lot of time in the apartment, painting and getting it ready to rent to new tenants. And he told me that one night he was up there late painting and he clearly heard a little girl giggling, laughing and playing. Thinking it was one of his daughters he went to investigate, but found that both of his girls were sound asleep in bed downstairs! He couldn't explain who was making those sounds, but he got kind of creeped out being up there by himself...LOL :-) Another update: During the last couple of years that we lived there, the male spirit in our
bathroom began to get more and more aggressive with me. Whenever I took a shower I would feel extremely threatened,
like I needed to get out of the room right away. I could actually feel him watching me and he would touch me now
and then, like I described above. It got to the point where I dreaded having to take a shower because I would feel
so vulnerable in there. Finally a friend suggested I ask my angels and guides to accompany me in the shower.
(Sounds funny, but it did work to keep the negativity down somewhat!) But eventually that stopped working too.
Finally I decided to meditate on the situation and see if my guides could tell me more about this man, and how I
could help him. I won't bore you with the details, but my guides let me know that this man needed my help, and he
wasn't as frightening as I feared. He was very angry, and that's why he had such a "dark" countenance. They told me
to talk to him, and get him to move on. | |||
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I also used to see a cat-spirit upstairs in our attic! One day I was walking up
there to get something, and when I rounded the stairs and headed towards the storage part of the attic, there
was a calico cat lying there sleeping, and she picked up her head to look at me, and then vanished right
before my eyes! Pat said that one night while he was watching TV, he saw a brown cat with a black tail run
across the living room and under the couch. He got down on the floor and looked under the couch, but
there was nothing under there. Once in awhile, I've seen our cats sniffing under the couch and my cedar
chest, as if there's something under there that they're interested in, but whenever I look, there's nothing
there. But Tabby, one of my cats, actually "tip-toes" past that trunk sometimes, as if she's spooked by
something under there.
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