Took a family trip and stayed in what I think is a house with a ghost...

[davsand]

We decided to take a family trip (a mini-vacation, I guess you could call it) this last weekend. With Kev's heart attack, my Dad's illness, my workplace abuser, and all the stress associated with our politics, this last year will live long in our memories as one of high tensions.

Anyhow, I booked us into a guest house over on the Great River Road in Western Illinois. It is an old Vic--not terribly big, but nice sized-cottage up on the bluffs of the Mississippi River. You show up, pay the lady, and she hands you the keys to the house.

Material Girl was ecstatic because it even had a Nintendo, and she loved the funny doorbell. She rang that doorbell several times just hear it play music. There are books and magazines everywhere, and even some hymnals on the old pump organ. Seems like there's a Bible in every room. Hubby observes that it really IS the Bible Belt.

Friday night was quite nice--we went for a walk, ate at the local diner and played games as a family. I'm looking around the house and realize that not ONE clock is working. I re-set the electronic clocks in the kitchen and bedrooms.

Everybody got up Saturday morning feeling all happy. We had buckwheat pancakes and headed out for the day. Spent all day Saturday roaming in the hills, went to an elk ranch and checked out several little towns in the area.

Saturday night I made dinner and we played a big game of Monopoly as a family. I lost. Everybody laughed at me and teased me about my lack of real estate investment sense (Which is pretty funny given the fact that I am a licensed real estate appraiser...)

Every body went to bed feeling fine and happy. The mini-vacation was going well--Except the night light in the bathroom refused to light up. It was brand new, and I'd opened it when we got there. It had a three year guarantee because it was an LED one, and now it stops working. We just plugged in a string of Christmas lights we found, put them in a glass bowl, and went to bed.

AT 3 am we wake up to the sound of the doorbell ringing. It rang over and over and over. I bet that thing rang at least seven or eight times before we got dressed and got out there. I finally had to unplug it to make it stop ringing. No sign of anybody messing around--just a ringing doorbell and a bunch of local dogs barking.

Hubby walks around the house and discovers the clock on the stove has reset. So has every other clock. We dismiss it as a power outage and surge and go back to bed after hubby re-sets the clock on the stove. I commented to my husband that I want to tell the lady that owns the house about it because none of the breakers tripped-and with a house that age, an electrical fire is a very real possibility if power surges happen too often.

Sunday AM Material Girl discovers the cable is not working. No biggie--we have plans to go over to Hannibal, Missouri so TV is not a big priority for us anyhow. I go to the kitchen to make some breakfast and discover the clock on the stove needs to be reset AGAIN.

I turn around to say something to my husband about it and as I am turning to talk to Kev I see a man in a hat walking thru the wall and across the locked sunroom. Not especially threatening--but still not anything expected. The guy looks kind of awkward--like a neighbor that shows up and catches you in a nightgown or something.

I tell hubby that I think we may be renting a haunted house and he kind of rolls his eyes. He's not convinced because he has really only experienced one ghost and that was a cat in our old house. (That cat was a very strong manifestation, and I'm not terribly surprised he saw her--I think you'd have to be totally numb to have missed that cat...)

We go to Missouri and spend a fine day seeing all the Tom Sawyer/Huck Finn/ Mark Twain stuff. We get back to the house after dark and play more Monopoly. Again, I am the big loser.

Everybody goes to bed and in the dark we realize that the light in the basement is on because it is shining thru the cracks around the door. Hubby says he must have left it on when he was checking out the cable and he'll turn it off in the morning after he's dressed.

Kev mentions he's a little bit creeped out about it because he's almost certain he turned that light off. The light switch is at the bottom of the basement steps and he almost tripped coming back up--even in the day light.

That night I dreamed about a man who is sick outside a shed. He's wearing a hat and laying on the ground and I am feeling worried about him...

__________

I did talk to the owner, and she actually lived in that house for several years before moving to a different house. I was very careful to bring it up as some kind of electrical thing rather than a ghost because some people really ARE kind of strange about that kind of stuff.

She said she'd had the doorbell thing happen a few times and that they'd had that house re-wired and it still happened. She never did say anything about seeing any man there, but she did tell me her Mom had lived in that house with a family as a high school age girl.

The owner clearly dismisses it as some kind of local electrical phenom. I am not gonna get into a debate or discussion with anyone on the subject of ghosts if they are freaked out about it, and there are a lot of people in the traditional churches that do not deal well with ghosts or hauntings.

I do think it is a haunting, but not one of any malice. I just think it some poor earthbound guy who is still hanging around and it makes him uncomfortable. Anyhow, I had a very real sense that he liked our family energy there and was enjoying being a part of it.

We are hoping to go back next June and spend a week.


Laura

[I Have A Dream]

1. Your last line is my favorite part of the entire post...

"We are hoping to go back next June and spend a week."

For me, I'd be so "creeped out" that I'd be hightailing it back home at the first sign of something like this. :scared: You liked it. I want to be like you! :)

(I'm glad that you all had such a wonderful time, Laura.)

[davsand]

7. No need to let a little "ghostly activity" change your vacation plans!

I wanted to respond last night and got pulled off by stuff with the family. I am sorry about that, Dream!

---

I honestly felt no threat from this dude walking out of the wall. The best way I can describe it is HE seemed to be the one that was discomfited by it and it was endearing, somehow. I really just wanted to offer him a cup of coffee and maybe have a chat (I'm probably a bit strange, I guess.)

I look at it this way--imagine going thru time with nobody able to see you or worse yet--everyone getting ALL freaked out if they do see you. I'd think it must really SUCK to be a spirit in this realm. I can't imagine how frustrated I'd feel, nor can I imagine how lonely it would be.

I do think we all need to be careful about what we invite into our lives, but I also think that if your heart is open and happy you will attract equally positive things.

He played the doorbell for us. He had seen us play it several times earlier that day and we were amused by it. He knew that we liked it and he did it for attention--even IF it was 3 AM (I have to wonder if time is linear for these guys the way it is for us in this realm. Maybe he thought he was joining in on the earlier concert--I dunno...)

The whole clock thing makes me wonder, too. We'd made the comment when we got there that these trips never last long enough. I have to wonder if he was trying to help out with that too by "re-setting" the clocks for us.

This is not like some big UGLY thing looming over you in a dark basement like you see in horror movies. I just couldn't get all freaked out about it, and I never really felt like anybody was up to anything unsavory.

I honestly think you'd have probably been fine with it--I think most everyone that is a regular in here would be--because it just wasn't a negative thing.


Regards!

Laura

[MorningGlow]

2. How cool!

Yeah, I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff!

Anyway, when you go back, do you think you'll try to help release the guy, help him follow the light, or do you think he wants to stay there?

[davsand]

3. I'm thinking I'll try and talk to him.

I really couldn't get a feel for why he was still there. He actually looked embarrassed when he walked out of the wall which leads me to think he's probably bound to the place rather than "lost." Having said that, I also think he was attracted by a family being there and having fun.

The lady that owns the house said she seems to rent that house to families a lot of the time (there are something like 8 beds in there, so I am not surprised by that, really.) She also said that house is ALWAYS rented for Father's Day weekend. She actually warned us about that so we'd plan our trip for a different week in June.

I don't plan any kind of circle work or anything that might be intrusive. That guy seemed pretty benign to me, and I really don't want to intrude on him if he's chosen to be there. If he's bound or lost and wants to move on, then I'll do what I can to help him.

Regards!



Laura

[MorningGlow]

5. That's a good plan

When my elder, my sisters, and I "cleaned" my new house, my elder picked up on a nursemaid/nanny named Beatrice. I hadn't seen her, but if she was a servant, she probably is used to staying out of the way of the family. I thought my elder was going to send her to the great beyond, but then she said, "She's nice. Let's let her stay and help with the baby." I was so glad!

I still haven't seen her, but then again I haven't asked her. I do talk to her once in a while. I've asked her to keep an eye on MorningGlow Jr., and I'm sure she does, but dang, I wish she'd manage to get him back to sleep when he wakes up in the middle of the night (lately his witching hour has been 3:30 for some reason)! :rofl:

[Ecumenist]

8. davsand,

The man you saw going through the wall is really a kind man. He was rather Purtanical in life and died after a long struggle with some sort of liver disease that occurred as a result of damage caused by an infectious disease, Yellow fever, I keep hearing. I am going to go out on a limb I rarely go out on and tell you that his name is/was Charles. He was embarrassed by your presence and the fact that you were dressed in an "immodest fashion". The doorbell was his way of letting you know that Material Girl's fascination with the sound and her ringing it, what he considered to be "incessantly"; i.e., he was startled by the bell and wanted you all to feel a bit of his upset by it going off "incessantly" while you were asleep. I also don't believe that he's over the moon in regards to electrical ANYTHING. He was somewhat of a Luddite, similar to Henry Ford and his thing for roughing it in the back of beyond. Funnily enough, He seems to believe that you were invading his home and had no respect for his presence. He's harmless really, only just somewhat ill tempered uncle. I feel that he was born in the east and came to the "west" to make a name for himself but was unprepared to deal with the conditions that lead to his demise. I feel that he as sickened by contaminated well water and his liver just couldn't recover. He didn't realise until a few hours before you left that you were aware of his presence, something that he's not found in most of the visitors. Do you know if there is an old well in the cellar? I believe that it was long ago collapsed and "paved over"...

[davsand]

9. Wow. How amazing to hear from him again!

Please, if you do come into contact with him again, tell him that I am terribly sorry if we offended him in his home. That poor man! (I feel like such an awful guest, now!) Also, please let him know that we liked his home VERY much and it was a special time for us when we were there.

I was not in the basement, however Kev says he didn't see anything down there that looked like a well to him.

I will say that on the outside wall of the carport (built later onto the house--you can tell!) there is a large cement type block that could well be a cap for an old well. I actually commented on it when we were out in the carport eating an ice cream bar. Material Girl asked me what it was and why it was there.

He had dark hair, didn't he. Rather a skinny man, appeared to be what I'd guess as early 40's in today's world, but probably was younger than that in his time given how fast everyone aged in that harder lifestyle.

I have to admit, I'd never answer the door in just a t-shirt and socks--but I was getting ready to make coffee and breakfast when we crossed paths. I really did not expect to make his acquaintance at that particular moment in time!

Is he ok with the idea of us coming back to visit his house (and him, now too!) or would he prefer that we not bring our loud giggly family back there again? If there's anything I can do or if he wants for anything, I'll be happy to do it.

Thanks for sharing this with me, Ecumenist. You've added to my joy in meeting him by giving me a name to call him.

Charles, Well met!


Laura

[Ecumenist]

10. He is VERY happy with the idea of you all coming back

He had forgotten what is was like to be around a family again. We would have perceived him to be VERY shy if we met him today. He was/is a fuddy duddy, dour to most but quite warm to those who got to know him and especially gallant to those of the female persuasion. He doesn't understand that he has died but thinks that maybe he's in the middle of one of his "fevers".

Yes, he was about 43 years old, on the deacon's board of the local Presbyterian church..( this I'm not sure of because I get both Presbyterian and Methodist). He grew up in a STAUNCH abolitionist family, he wants to tell me, ( I guess because he sees my skin colour,LOL!!) and thinks that our world is something of a dream with the picture boxes, (televisions?), the ability to pick up the "contraptions", (telephones) and speak to people hundreds or even thousands of miles away. He wants so much to be able to hear his mother's voice again. I will try to tell him that his mom has crossed the River Jordan but the thing is that he thinks that we are members of his fevered dream world.

He want to apologise for the "picture box". He was "fiddlin'" with it to try to make it come on and I feel like he caused a short circuit. He wasn't aware that his form literally draws elecrticity for everything. This is how he was able to materialise in front of you. BTW, you weren't supposed to see him, you know... He'd not smelled breakfast like you were making in a LONG time. You remind him of his youngest sister, I want to say "Charlotte". She died fairly young... He doesn't know what if but from what I'm being told by the other People, it seems like it was consumption, (TB).

I keep getting that he was born in New Hampshire and that the family has especially strong roots in western Massachusetts, as well.

As it applies to the cellar, basement, you would have seen anything because it would have been long ago filled in or collapsed and cemented over. Reread the my first post. The capped off well you saw on the carport is indeed a well but much more contemporary.

[Proud_Lefty]

4. This is so exciting!

I love your ability to see without fear. That type of gift only provides more gifts to discover.

The part I love is the positive energy flowing from your family. The strength in the love from all you've been through reaches far beyond this realm. But heck, that sure doesn't surprise me.

Sounds like Kevin is doing good. Great news! Did he come up with the same conclusion you did, that it was a ghost, or is he still wondering what it might have been?

[davsand]

6. I think we all are born with the ability to "see." It gets trained away.

I honestly have always thought that kids can "see" but that they are taught not to by adults telling them "there's nothing there..." "You are imagining things..." or "There's no such thing as..."

It has been interesting with Material Girl as she has grown because she had times when she has "seen" things and I've had to help her deal with it. I refuse to tell her that she's wrong--because I honestly do think she probably has "seen" some things. I think the spirits are attracted to those who CAN see them, and I think some really DO want to interact with us--even if it is only passively (as observers, maybe.)

Kev is a man whose religion is science. He was seriously rattled by seeing that cat a few years ago, and I think in some ways he's much happier to choose NOT to see. He doesn't condescend to me and supports me as long as he feels I'm not putting myself at risk. He knew I was not afraid, and that was enough as far as he was concerned, I think.

He knew very early on that I am a bit "different" than most folks, and I came out of the broom closet to him with no problems. I will never forget his response when we talked about it. He was kind of like, "Yeah, ok. If it is working for you it is ok by me. I like you." (Yet another reason why we ended up married, probably.)

He's recovering very well from his heart attack both physically and emotionally. Docs said his heart had no reduction in function as a result of the damage--we got very lucky that it was not any worse than it was. We are working out at the gym together at least 3 days a week, and he's dropped about 15 pounds from his pre-heart attack weight.

My family is my foundation. They are my biggest salvation and possibly one of the best things I have ever managed (or will manage) to do with my life. If so, I'm ok with that. I am blessed by my husband and child and I feel incredibly lucky to have them with me to laugh with and love.


Regards!

Laura

[Ecumenist]

11. God bless and keep you and yours, Laura..

I've always felt that when people see spirits of people who've crossed, it should always, without exception, be taken as an affirmation of the existence of life beyond this one.

[davsand]

12. I see it as a gift of knowledge.

I agree with you, Ecumenist. Any contact with somebody that has passed is a gift to us because it does affirm that it really DOES continue after we depart this physical world. I have talked on here before about the comfort I gained from

I also feel a very real sympathy for the isolation of the earthbound souls. Given your contacts, I'd expect you are a huge source of comfort for some of these souls because you are a person they can reach.

Again, thanks for sharing with us!


Laura

[amitten]

13. I may be out of place, but I'm wondering if you can answer me

a question that's "haunted" me most of my life...

I grew up in a room that I believed to be haunted. I felt it from age six to adulthood.

My room was at the top of the house (attic room). From the first time I stepped inside, I felt like the room was "shadowed", but it was a shadow I couldn't see, if that makes any sense at all.

I would often feel a presence in the same area of the room. Often it was so strong I was too uncomfortable to stay in my room. Many times I couldn't sleep, as I felt an oppressive presence standing right next to my bed...like someone almost touching me. I spent many years living on-again off-again in that room...sometimes for months at a time. I would sleep downstairs instead. My siblings were also afraid of my room.

Growing up, my friends rarely wanted to play in my room, for reasons I never understood. The only way they would stay awhile in the room is if we played in a little "fort" (a big table we covered with blankets and hid under). Otherwise, they always wanted to go downstairs...away from all my toys. :shrug: Also, neither of my cats would ever stay and sleep with me there. One of the cats (the smartest one) wouldn't even tolerate the room for more than a couple of minutes.

Sometimes in the house alone (always during the day) I would hear footsteps above in my room. Literal heavy footsteps. More than once I became convinced there was a burglar, and called a neighbor to investigate. Nothing was ever found.

I know it's not your job, and I'm a stranger to you. But all my life I felt maybe I was just a little crazy for feeling as I did in my room. I never saw an apparition. Can you lend any insight...without scaring me to death? I would really appreciate any more knowledge on the subject!

Thank you...feel free to ignore my post, if I'm a bother! :hi:

[Ecumenist]

14. Hiya, Amitten, right glad to know ya!!

:hi: Noone on this forum is a stranger, girl!! First of all, you're not crazy or delusional. Yes, indeed, your room was haunted, in fact the entire top of your home was. Let me stop here and say that I'm not sure that the actual home that she occupied with her family was the home that you lived in as a child. But to them, the home you lived in along with the fact that you were a little girl who had an attic bedroom. Because the energy was the same as what they remembered, The spirits were confined to that floor in YOUR HOME. First, there was a relatively young girl, about 15 years old, who had what we would characterise as heart failure related to rheumatic fever at age 6 coupled with a congenital heart issue which left her with a anatomical defect in the left side of the heart that was made even worse by an electrical problem. She was confined to her room as the only treatment that was available to patients with her medical issues was being kept quiet and in a calm fashion. She is a lovely girl with dark brown curly hair, peaches ans cream complection which became paler as her cardiac condition deteriorated. She was a dreamer, as most girls are at one time or another and loved the rare times when she was able to leave her rooms to go out to the gardens and enjoy being outside.
The most striking thing about her were her eyes, which were almost luminous blue. I don't get a name yet, I'm sure I will soon, knock on wood.
I get the impression that something had happened to her mother when she was quite young. The important thing is that she somehow disappears from her life rather suddenly. I have to say that I don't feel this was a natural departure or one she chose to make.

The other spirit in the home was the man I laughingly refer to as her "father". He was of the mindset that any child less than perfect was something to be shunned and forgotten about as it would have brought shame, in his twisted mind, on him. I will say that this man was just this side of a sadist and went out of his way to try to frighten her into her final heart failure by exposing her to harsh and unexpected noises, at times "stomping" in the late night/early morning hours. He felt that his ONLY daughter's medical issues was a weakness that she'd gotten from her mother and a blight on his name. She had siblings, all boys, which seemed to be 3 of them, one older and 2 younger.
Although they were protective, there was only so much they could do and one night, "papa" succeeded in sending her from her body by frightening her. They reason he's confined beyond the obvious reasons is because she trusted him implicitly and he betrayed that trust to the nth degree. Following her death, he began to see her and became a little "tilted", finally killing himself, though I don't get that he committed the act on that property. In fact, I believe that he was placed into a home for the "mentally fragile" somewhere to the east-northeast of you...would have been within the neighbouring 3 counties IMMEDIATELY to the east-northeast of you. His guilt bought him back to where you had the misfortune to be creeped out by his presence, along with your siblings, playmates and cats. So, if you were crazy, it was a wide and disemminated conspiracy. He focused a large part of his insanity on you and the innocent ones around you by exuding an almost palpable sense of dread and fear and when that was enough, frightening you with the same things he eventually used to MURDER his daughter, let's call a spade, a spade.

He is just a hateful man and was never able to reconcile the fact that not only was he responsible for the early demise of his sweet daughter, the finger of fault pointed squarely at him for what he did to his wife and the mother of his daughter and oldest son.
Sometimes, evil is disguised as twisted parents and he knows that he will have to answer for what he did. This is why you went through so much. He saw you as a girl who was a constant reminder of what he did to his innocent and trusting daughter, Creep... He needs to be sent the other side, post haste!! It would be VERY easy to challenge him and force him out because in the ned, he's a coward of the first degree.

[amitten]

15. Thank you for this wonderful insight...

The really creepy part is the fact that I resemble the daughter...pale complexioun, large blue eyes, and dark somewhat curly hair! :scared: Furthermore, I myself have had very minor heart "issues" (my doctor says I have a mildly irregular heartbeat, which isn't entirely uncommon). I hope I'm not also destined for heart failure, like the poor young girl! :scared: I am quite healthy, I think.

What is also uncanny about your reading is that you guessed my ghost was a man, who was cowardly, mean, somewhat violent, and rather crazy. I must say that is EXACTLY the vibe I got in my room, to the letter! I even felt uncomfortable getting dressed in that room, as I felt my naked form being stared at with a sort of malice (though I never felt threatened in a sexual way). I just felt someone was watching me...and with contempt for some reason. Also, my own father was a little "off" while living in that house...flying into rages for almost no reason. He has since moved out with my mother and they both seem a lot more calm and happy. They suffered the negative energies of that house for almost twenty years.

On a side note, since you are so very sensitive, I was wondering about the LOWER levels of the house. This is because I felt that the negative energy in my room went all the way through the bouse, even down to the basement, on the same vertical plane. It was as though a long column of very bad energy rose from a certain point in the basement, all the way up through the house to my room. I (and my siblings too) felt equally uneasy in the basement as in my room...in an area DIRECTLY BENEATH the "haunted" corner of my room. (The man haunting my room mostly stayed to the right side of my bed, by my bedside table.) The energy in the basement, however, didn't feel human, like it was either male or female. The energy in my room was definitely male. This has always confused me! Maybe bad energy just attracts bad energy?

In fact, I even felt (as did my siblings!) the same sexless bad energy up and down a part of our street. I could feel where it began and ended...it was roughly a block and a half of space. So strange...but definitely there.

I am very grateful for your good insight. I wish I could offer you something in exchange! (I can send happy vibes your way!) I have to say honestly that you have lifted a burden from my shoulders. I have been hanging on to that old fear, because I didn't understand it. With understanding, I feel I can move on more freely.

Thank you SO much, Ecuminest!!!

[Ecumenist]

16. No problem, Amitten

Just got home from the north Coast of California, 300 miles. Didn't want to leave and hope to someday be able to move to that area. Okay, here's the deal.... "they" tell me that if you were to dig down under your home, you would find the remains of a woman. I believe that he dispatched or disposed of his wife on your property. How old is the home YOU grew up in? Somehow, I feel that there was a home there before yours OR that home was remodeled in a big way and an addition was made to your home. Was there a tree, I think a fruit tree of some sort in the side yard of your home...I believe that if I were facing your home, the front door, that is, it would have been located in the right side yard of the home and I BELIEVE that there was a large window in the room DIRECTLY next to that tree. I think, Amitten, that it would have been a dining room. The room would have had a funny shape, almost rounded on one side. Were there any apple or cherry trees on this property? the reason I ask is because I saw the a picture of a tree in bloom and the colour was a soft pink, very reminiscent of those blooms.. I'll await your reply before I go on...

[amitten]

17. You are very good!

However, the scenario you describe with the tree is in the BACK of the house. If you face the back of the house (from outside) you will see the large kitchen window on the far right. It is where we dined mostly, and it has a slight bay window jutting out (though it is more squared-off than round). Directly to the right of the window is a large redbud tree, which has soft pink fluffy blooms every spting! So, you are totally correct with this vision...but bear in mind that it is the back of the house, and near the back door. In the FRONT of the house, there is a little crabapple tree but it is nowhere near the windows on the front of the house.

The house was built in the 1960's, and was never remodeled. Before the neighborhood was developed, I have no idea what was there before. I believe it may have been farmland, as it is in the Midwest and there are a few scattered "landmark" farmhouses still standing in the area. Other than that, it is your average middle-class suburb.

I can't wait to hear more! This haunting has perplexed me for most of my life...

[amitten]

19. Oh, and one thing I forgot to tell you...

The ghost in my room used to shake my bed. Not violently, but noticeably. It happened every couple of months or so. No one else in the house reported feeling anything similar, so I guess it was just my room. I can't believe I forgot to tell you that part.

I'm really glad I don't live there anymore!!!

[lildreamer316]

23. Is it possible you are her reincarnation?

Sorry, that just hit me out of the blue after reading this.

[amitten]

24. That I do not know. I suppose anything is possible...

The description Ecumenist gave is pretty much exactly how I look. And, as I mentioned, I have had very minor heart troubles myself, though I'm healthy.

I would LOVE to hear more from Ecumenist...I've posted a few times the past couple days and haven't heard back yet...:shrug: (She's probably very busy.) Her input has been very accurate and helpful so far. I'm so excited to meet someone who is able to tell me what I've wondered for so long.

I just hope my "scary" unfriendly ghost hasn't scared off anyone from wanting to search for more information...I know people sensitive to ghosts often don't want to mess with the nasty ones.

[davsand]

18. A lot of people wonder about this kind of stuff.

Not as many actually ask the questions out loud. There is a certain amount of "personal risk" (emotionally!) in asking questions and facing possible ridicule that keeps a lot of people silent. You'll find that this particular forum is pretty protective when anyone steps out with questions because we've all been thru it at one time or another.

Something I wondered about as I was looking at your post is the idea that some places take on a "charge" (kind of like a battery) when there are strong emotions present for a long time. I think that negative emotions like anger can most certainly do that, so can sadness. I have to wonder if that had been a part of that house and its history, or maybe even the ground under it.

In your later posts, I really began to wonder about it when you talked about that "energy" emanating out into the street.

To give you a bit better illustration, think about the commonly held idea that graveyards are haunted. The dead are not especially attached to their old bodies (unless there is something associated with the passing like an untimely death or lots of anger/fear/sadness. However, the people who are left behind typically go to the grave and mourn or even rage at being left behind. I think that ground and the stones set on it can ultimately take on a sort of "charge" that contributes to the "creepy" feeling folks have when they go to the cemetery.

While that "charge" really isn't the only problem that was present in your house, I do think it may have contributed to the feelings of threat that you and the other kids had.

I doubt you had any role in creating that negative charge, and I doubt that as a child you could do any more than you did to try and protect against it. As a kid, avoidance and "building a fort" (as a type of physical barrier) would be just about all you could do with the limited tools you had at hand at that point in your life.

Thanks for stepping out with your question. We are always glad to see new faces here!



Laura

[amitten]

20. Yes, I definitely felt a negative charge in a certain area on our

block...it seemed to include my house but wasn't limited to it. I've often wondered if maybe that area had a bad history I'm not aware of.

And then in addition I felt the male presence in my room.

I'm glad to have a place to discuss this, only because it worried me and my siblings for so many years. It's nice to have an outside party reinforce what we already believed to be true.

[Why Syzygy]

21. Curious?

When the clocks reset were they always to the same time or random?

[davsand]

22. Typical digitals--back to 12:00

Always that flashing 12:00 thing that a digital will do.

I used to joke that our VCR was permanently stuck on midnight becasue hubby is the only one that was ever able to program that thing. When we got a new VCR it didn't even have a clock that showed--it only had one internally to set a record time. These digital clocks that kept re-setting were bedside clock alarms and on the stove.

Regards!


Laura