Thursday, August 24, 2006

I See Dead People

It's true. I do. My girls do,too. Not like that kid in The Sixth Sense. They don't hang out with me, or chat about the weather with me, and my therapist is most definetely NOT an earth bound spirit. We do however expirience more than our fair share of paranormal happenings.
It was one of the reasons that we moved 3 months ago. Ok, the crack head neighbours and the slum - like conditions didn't make us partial to the place, either. The truth is the townhouse felt "off" from the minute that we 1st moved in. We moved in anyway, desperate for a home near the school that the 2 youngest girls missed so much since our last move.
It was a townhouse like any other. It was an end unit, with a small livingroom, diningroom, & kitchen,and a miniscule 2 piece bathroom on the main floor. The upstairs contained 3 bedrooms, and the main bathroom. An unfinished basement completed the unit. Hubby and I took the basement, so that each of the girls could have their own room. I didn't mind - at first.
I can't really say for certain what the first indication that our ghost had followed us was. KC was scared to be alone in her room , but considering some of her past expiriences, I couldn't blame her. Maybe it was Hubby complaining to me about the girls tickling his toes at night, or the way that I pulled the blankets off of him some nights. The cupboard doors in the kitchen were always open, even if I was home alone, or I had just closed them. Then we started seeing Her.
At first, we thought that it was J, our youngest. I would see a little blonde head just above the stair railing, coming down the stairs. When the blonde head reached the bottom of the stairs, she simply vanished.
KK was having problems of her own. She seemed to get he worst of it. Her bed shook at night, she actually fought with unseen hands to keep her blankets on the bed each night. Voices called to her when she tried to drift off to sleep. Then, there was the face in the mirror. A little girl of about 8 with blonde hair and an icy smile.
I suppose that I could write this all off as mass hysteria. Except for one thing.....Nobody was talking about what was happening. I hadn't told the girls, they hadn't told us...everyone was suffering in silence.
The worst of it seemed centered around KK. Alone in the tub one night, a woman appeared in the bathroom, slowly making her way to the tub, where KK was bathing. When they made eye contact, KK let out a scream that defies description. It was the kind of scream that makes your blood run cold. I knew as I ran up those stairs, this was real terror. I felt it in my bones, and I also knew, then and there, that we needed to move.
The problem was, and still is, that our ghost, the little blonde haired girl, has been with us, for about 3 years now. She has been a part of our lives since about the time that Hubby started working at the former children's residence, the haunted hell hole that nearly drove Hubby crazy.
We have been here since June. I love it here. For the first time in years, I feel comfortable. The girls are no longer afraid to be home alone, and the house doesn't feel oppressive or unwelcoming. It has been more than 3 months and there have no strange happenings, or unexplained events. Our little house has a lightness, a homey, comfortable feel to it. In fact, I love it here. I hope that our little ghost does, too, because she is bound to show up, sooner or later.....

19 comments:

Marni said...

We had one, too, but it was my best friend Mychael. I've posted about him before on Pug's Life. We haven't seen him in a while, but I know he is still around.

I am comforted by mine... I am so happy not to be terrified. I can't imagine living in fear like that!

Glad you are feeling safe again.

her indoors said...

maybe the little girl likes the new place too and will settle down and leave you all alone, i go to a spirtulist church and they always say if you talk to 'them' and ask 'them' to leave you alone they usually will, so perhaps next time you see her youcould just ask ther to leave you all in peace.

Life, or Something Like It said...

marni- I will have to go back and read your posts...our girl is not happy, and I must say, I don't miss her. My Dad comes around, and so does my Aunt Josie, and they don't scare me......but our girl...

her indoors - I have asked her to go away.I have begged and pleaded with her to leave us alone. She stays. Or follows us. Or finds us..
I'm going to blog about the children's home and post some photos..maybe she came from there, followed Hubby home....

dilling said...

I have lived in places I don't like the feel of, too, though I have never seen anything...sometimes just a lingering feeling of sadness, once of terrible violence. Most of the time, my places have been pretty free of these things because I grew up in apartments and stuff...most folks don't die in the homes anymore...however, this old 1920's house has some hangers on...we don't see them, but can smell them sometimes. When we first moved in, we smelled them all the time. Now they just come and check us out once in a while...Someone who feels male and smells of hot dust and maybe he was a coalworker here, as these houses are built over the mines..and one lady who smells like lavender and lilac soap. Sometimes they check on us as we sleep, and I wake up to their smell throughout our bedroom...I used to mind, cuz I felt like they were watching us, they were around so much...but I think the novelty of us has worn off and they don't come around so much.

Tod said...

You guys are giving me the creeps. I am so glad I live in a brand new house built on fresh farmers fields.

Life, or Something Like It said...

That's it exactly...A feeling of sadness,sometimes lonliness,violence. Some places are worse than others. Most of the time, I'm not afraid. You just get used to it...But our little girl ghost. She seems angry, and likes to scare the kids. I get the smells sometimes,too. Thankfully, this place is ok...so far..

ldbug said...

OMG!! Ghosts scare the crap out of me..my parents think their house is haunted, (in a good way, their nice pressences) They think the people who lived there before and sold it to my parents 30 some odd years ago, moved back in at some time later (or their ghostly forms did). They have never done anything, (well, except I used to hear footsteps pacing the hallway outside my room) it's more a feeling I guess. All I know is when I was a kid I remember telling an empty room that if I were ever to see them I'd have a heart attack and die on the spot. Never saw them.

Anyway, I hope your ghost doesn't come back, or if so, doesn't let her presence known!! Yikes!!!! I've made promises to not haunt anyone I like when I go, nope, but I will haunt the f*#krs who've pissed me off in this life;-)

Life, or Something Like It said...

I am so used to being haunted that I don't care for the most part. our little girl IS scary, and she wants to scare us,and KK gets the worst of it...I don't know why she gets it so bad...
I plan on haunting a few people,too. They know who they are.....

Marni said...

They say that as the kids get older the ghosts can't use their energy and slowly go away. I think that is what happened with Mychael. He started hanging around when Jarrett was born and I don't see him as much anymore.

Not sure how old KK is but maybe that ease your fears a little. (?)

Life, or Something Like It said...

KK is 15, J is 11, Kc is 18. It's been my whole life...Maybe it will get better the older the girls get.I still hear from people I love,but they don't scare the crap outta me.

KSHIPPYCHIC said...

We have a "lady" that lives here with us. She is not scary though, just a bit demanding about certain things. For the most part she lingers in the master bathroom - why I do not know. I am glad you wrote this, cuz everyone I am sure thought it was just me! LOL!

Life, or Something Like It said...

Our little girl is not friendly, or happy..If she was just some friendly,smiling kid,there'd be no problem...but NOOO,she has mess with the lights, steal your blankets,thump around while you're trying to sleep....One of the worst room mates that we've ever had.

JJ said...

Whoa this so freaked me out. I didn't comment yesterday tho...don't know why.

I always thought it'd be cool to be able to see stuff like this. Now I'm glad I don't/can't.

Yikes.

Sorry the little girl is misbehaving... Maybe you can put her in a time out. LOL

Life, or Something Like It said...

Maybe I could send her to your place? Or how about your MIL's? LOL

Camie Vog said...

Wow! I see dead people too! Had to move from our last place due to it. They began targeting my son, which is crossing the line in my book. I tried reasoning with them. Nothing worked. I don't miss that house at all.

I have found that this ability tends to run in families. My mother, sister, nephew and my son are all able to see and know things. Nice blog, by the way.

Life, or Something Like It said...

Thank you. My brother,and two of my daughters have this ability, as well as most of the family on my Mums side.
I'm with you! When they start targeting my kids, that's crossing the line. My oldest girl has suffered immeasurably.I'm going to post some photos of the haunted asylum in the next couple of days. Hope you'll come back!

Camie Vog said...

Of course I'll be back! I have been writing a story/blog post about the events that occured in the house we used to live in. It has taken me longer than normal to get it written up. I guess because I'm still a little unnerved by it. Thanks for coming by my blog. You are always welcome.

Life, or Something Like It said...

I just came from your place! I can't wait to read it.

Gardenia said...

good gosh kiddo - I had some friends who had a "haunted" house - it felt so wicked by one of the walls, my knees would shake. I don't know how they managed to live in it - they always avoided that wall and the closet off of it and they avoided the attic. We "exorcised" the house several times, but the husband said when he would lose his temper, whatever it was would move right back in. They finally moved.

If I feel uncomfortable in a place, I won't go - although there has been a motel room or two where I have laid my head, prayed, and trusted I would be safe from the creepies until morning. I woke up once with something creepy pulling at my legs. It felt like ice from hell if that is possible. I slept with my light on all night!