In these past couple of weeks, I have become a bit concerned with the things going on at my parents' house. I know this is a bit long, but I provided detail for any ideas you may have. I would really like some help. Any advice would be greatly appreciated.
My parents have lived in the same house for the duration of my life. From my understanding, my parents had purchased the house from an older woman who was ill with cancer. She was very much in love with the house and took care of it extremely well. She had turned down several buyers, but just had a "good feeling" about the kind of people my parents were, and was confident they would take care of her house.
As you could have predicted, she did end up dying. Although she did not die in the house, ever since my parents have lived there, strange things have happened. They were never frequent, and never threatening. They would be small occurrences, such as only one clock in the house being set to a different time, taps randomly turning on and off, and so on. My parents were never bothered by this, and growing up there, I never noticed a thing. They were actually more comforted, especially my mother; there were times she had lost something important and actually asked the ghost for help... And it was found almost immediately afterward!
My parents did have one paranormal experience that was a bit out of the ordinary. My parents had long lights in the ceiling of the basement. One night, the lights went out; but, they did not go out all at the same time, they went out one by one in a row. They then proceeded to turn back on one by one in a row. My dad, horrified that an electrical fire could happen, called an electrician, who came to their house and concluded that there was not a thing wrong with the electrical work in the house. The electrician actually said to my dad, "It's not your wiring; it's someone else." However, it seemed to me as though these events were progressively getting worse. My dad is a bit skeptical of the paranormal, so for him to open his mouth once in a while to say something arrogant when they come across a ghost special on TV is almost always expected.
A few weeks ago, as my parents were watching a ghost special, my dad decided to shout in a not so kind and no so language appropriate way, "If there are any spirits here, just show yourselves! I am not scared of you. Bring it on!" Ever since my mother told me he did this, stranger than usual activity has been going on. As I said before, my dad is skeptical, so for him to come out and say he thinks he could have experienced something is a bit eye-brow raising.
My dad rose early for work one morning, around 3:00AM. He usually goes outside early to see if the newspaper came. He looked out the top window of the door, and claimed he saw an elderly man with a walker walking down the sidewalk. He didn't think much of it at first, what's the big deal in that? However, the man began to walk into my parent's front lawn. A few moments later, he claimed a young girl, who looked maybe as if she were in her teens, followed behind him. She, too, came into the front lawn. My dad's words were, "He let go of his walker, like he didn't need it; he grabbed the girl around the waist and they began to kiss each other... Right in front of me. I've never seen anything like it, nor have I ever seen either of those people around the neighborhood." They apparently then stopped their show and continued walking together down the street, holding hands.
I almost didn't believe him, until my mother informed me that he was so confused by this that he woke her up and had her come into the living room to see it, too. My mother said it was a bit frightening to her.
That very day, my dad went outside into their backyard to find something a bit unsettling. They own an older dog, a border collie, who is about 11 years old. My parents saw their dog COMPLETELY covered in flies, from head to toe. This was not just a few flies buzzing around the dog, either; they claimed there was hardly a bit of fur on her that wasn't matted in flies. My dad, a bit disturbed and scared, ran up to her and figured they would fly off of her by him shooing them away. The flies would not rid her; he had to literally brush them off of her. He said they had bit her fiercely, and she had been bleeding.
A few times I had witnessed in the house the shower turning on and off by itself, the faucet, etc. I, however, had never heard of anything like this happening.
The house directly next door to my parents' house is indeed very haunted. The family who lived there left because they could not handle it anymore. The woman who lived there told my mother that the spirits were a bit too violent for their liking. After they moved out and had the electricity turned off, my parents actually called the cops because all of the lights had been turned on in the basement, and all of the windows and doors were open. They thought someone had broken in! I, myself, had thought I'd seen faces in the windows, but always blew it off, thinking it was my imagination. My parents have seen the doors slam shut when there was no one behind them.
I told my dad that he needed to stop provoking whatever it was that was playing these games with him. I have done a bit of research myself, (in Indiana, we have a pretty popular haunted cemetery named Posey Chapel, where I have seen and heard things I couldn't explain.) I warned him that the more he made fun of whatever it was, or asked it to keep showing itself, that things were going to get worse. I don't think he believed me.
After I had told him this, my mom ended up telling me of something strange that happened that morning. My dad, getting up for work early again, came up the stairs as usual. My parents also own a very large black newfoundland dog who is very protective of the house, but knows his owners well and loves them. She said his bark was so ferocious and frightening when he came up the stairs that it woke her up. All of the hair was standing on the dog's back, and he was looking at my dad as if he didn't know who he was; as if he wanted to attack him!
The ghosts (if that's what it could be) are starting to progress more, now. My father came upstairs just the other day infuriated at my mother. He said to her, "I am SO SICK of you calling my name upstairs! You know I can't hear anything you're saying when I'm in the basement." My mother, confused, had no idea what he was talking about, seeing as she was not in the house when this happened.
However, my main reason for wanting to post this was because of my mother's worried call just about an hour ago. Her exact words were, "I'm starting to really get nervous. You know your dad doesn't believe in any of that stuff; but he was just downstairs about an hour ago... He set down his lighter on the dryer in the laundry room and realized he had forgotten his cigarettes. He went upstairs, and right as he got to the top, he heard a loud bang as if something had fallen over. He turned around, startled, and looked down the stairs. He swears he saw a shadow run into the backroom. He ran downstairs, and his lighter was gone. He CANNOT find it, anywhere. I am so scared; this is not like your father to get upset like this. I could see the fear in his eyes almost. I know he really witnessed something."
She then proceeded to tell me that the few days before this happened, my dad was getting ready to take a shower; he has special medicine he uses on his feet from working in construction boots, so he always has it ready next to his towels to use it right when he gets out of the shower. The first day, when he got out of the shower, it was gone. The empty packaging was still there, but the tube of medicine was gone. My dad became irritated, thinking for some reason he had forgotten it.
The same thing happened to him the next day. My dad, even angrier, shouted loud enough for my mom to hear, "ALL RIGHT, IF YOU WANT TO PLAY THESE KIND OF GAMES, I CAN PLAY THEM, TOO." He knew for a fact he made sure the new medicine was there. He then went through the garbage can in the next room, and towards the bottom of the can, there laid the new bottle of medicine.
So, there you have it. My dad is a bit spooked; more spooked than I have ever seen him. My parents have also just recently talked to the new family that has just moved in to the "haunted house" next door. They claimed they haven't heard a thing and everything is going just fine over there.
I told my mother to keep an eye out, but don't speak of what's happening in the house. I had always seen and read that you should not give recognition to something that may be toying with you in the house. I also told her if she had to call me to tell me something to at least go outside, first. I advised her to ask whatever it is there to leave in a strong but emotionless and fearless voice. My hard-headed father, however, is not that easy to convince. He just comes irritated.
My grandma (my dad's father) had just recently passed away. Although it may be a coincidence, I don't think my grandma would ever do those things to my parents.