Living in a haunted house – Part 14

I love these articles. As a believer in spiritualism and more open than a sceptic may be, i tend to feel or sense/smell when someone, other than a human living thing is present with me. I would like to tell you about a home i lived in, so you will understand it is from a personal level. I cannot base this on my current house as i only feel we have visitations occasionally.

I used to live in a old Farm House Cottage, in the village i still live in now. It was just an ordinary 3 bedroom, 2 reception roomed home. When i first entered the house with a view to renting, you could sense what i believe is a feeling of being watched. With these old cottages you tend to use the back door to enter. As you walk in the kitchen, directly right is the dining room. This is the room with most feeling. Directly above the dining room was my daughters bedroom.

On a number of occasions when walking through the dining room to the living room i could smell a very musky scent, but this was only ever in one place in the dining room. My daughters door to her bedroom was directly above this particular area too.

At this point i would like to add that my eldest daughter has been seeing spirit since she was very young. One night my daughter had just gone to bed She must have been around 7/8 years old. Within ten minutes she was down stairs asking to go to the toilet. When she came back, she asked where her granddad was. My father was at his home. My daughter then explained that someone just looked round the door to her room and said hello to her, and that this person looked like her granddad.

I asked her to call her granddad as this might make her feel better. Unfortunately it scared her so much she could not stay in the room that night. Also, the very next day i called out loud and asked that no spirit was to show their self to my daughter until she was old enough to cope. She has not seen anyone since.

At one time my husband and i had stayed in the same room, and this was prior to my daughter seeing this person. I too felt i was being watched by someone who was standing by the door.

On another occasion, my niece came to stay overnight. Shortly after,i offered to have her and her brother stay again, but this time my niece refused to stay. My sister found the out the reason as to why, and it turns out that she too felt she was being watched by someone standing at the doorway.

To this day i actually feel that the area down stairs and up was what is known as a portal, an area where spirits can enter the earth plane.

Also, on another night, my husband and I had just settled to watch the programme Most Haunted. Before it begun, our youngest needed tending to, so my husband left the room. As the programme begun, there were 2 flowers at the front of the bouquet that just shook violently, but no others moved. As the vase of flowers were by an open fire place i checked for any wind. There was no window open, no door open and no air being blown down the chimney. What made those two flowers move the way they did? I do not know. I have never heard of flowers shaking the way they did.

Based on what i would call evidence, i do feel my house was haunted or just spirits in visitation.

To the non believer, this would mean nothing to them. I wish there was a way to prove the afterlife. Maybe in time, proof will come.

Experiences with ghosts – Part 13

I’m sensitive to ghosts. I can see them and feel their presence. It started when I was little. I remember being about 5 or 6 and playing. I was running through the house from the living room to the kitchen and back again. My mom was watching television. When I ran into the kitchen on my last pass there was a woman at the stove. Her hair was red. Her dress was dark with flowers. She was barefoot. I remember that because I ran in my shoes. I stopped by the stove and looked up at her. She turned at looked me in the eyes and then she smiled this great big, wonderful smile. I ran into the living room and told my mom that there was a school teacher in the kitchen. She looked into it. Of course the lady wasn’t there anymore. Mom asked what she looked like. I told her. My mother then went to her bedroom and came back with a couple of pictures. Did she look like this? I was shown a picture of my Aunt Jean. Aunt Jean had died of rheumatic fever before I was born. My aunt had red hair and blue eyes, and great big smile. I said,”yes”. Mom told me many times during my life that she too had seen her sister in the house. Oh by the way Aunt Jean was buried in a dark blue dress with red flowers.

Another one..

Many entities are not ghosts at all. My mother has been dead for about 15 years now. I remember when she died. My husband had taken the kids hunting. I had the apartment to my self. I was listening to my music, cleaning, pacing..See I’ve done that since I was a kid too. I’d pace from the back door to the front door. When suddenly it got cold by the front door. Mind you, it was summer and sunny. I swore I saw a shadow. It was a big, about 6 foot tall, shadow in the corner by the front door. I turned my back to it. I walked to the back door and came up to the front. It was still there. I looked for a face and was quite surprised to find one. He had golden eyes and jagged teeth, they looked sharp, but not menacing. He smiled at me. Why do they do that?! haha.. I asked him if he was here for me. he said no. I asked him if he was here for my husband, he said no. I asked him, and told him that if he was here for one of my kids I’d kick his ass. He said no. By said I mean shook his head. Then I asked him if he here for my mom. He shook his head yes. I asked him if I could change that. He shook his head no. Because sometimes you can change death. But the answer was “no” .

This hard for me , so please bare with me.. When my husband and kids got home