This is one of my happiest yet saddest stories I will be posting here.
When I was 14 my brother Dave brought home a sweet girl named Tracy who was 16 at the time, it was the first girlfriend Dave had brought home and we all tried to make her feel welcome for Dave's sake as he had not had much luck with girls in the past. Jump one year ahead and Tracy had their first baby and they had decided to name him Ben after the Michael Jackson song. (She was a big fan)
Ben was a happy baby and just after 3 months he was sleeping right through the night, hardly cried and would smile at anyone and anything. Tracy and Dave had moved into their first home and everything seemed to be going well until one night when Ben would not stop crying. Dave and Tracy called the doctor who said Ben had a bit of a high temperature but nothing to worry about but if it got any worse to call him out again. Feeling relieved they put Ben into his cot but left him uncovered to cool him down, after an hour or so Ben stopped crying and fell asleep after checking him one last time Dave covered Ben and went to bed. Ben died that night, cot death. No other explanation could be found he just stopped breathing.
Four years go by Tracy and Dave have 2 more children both girls but sadly Dave and Tracy split up, myself and Tracy remain good friends and she would sometimes ask me to go in to town shopping with her to help with the girls, how could I refuse anyway I was feeling broody and helping with the girls helped. It was a normal rush to get the girls ready Tracy asking me to pop up stairs to get this and that but every time she asked me to check the front door was shut properly as Elisha (Tracy's eldest daughter aged 3 1/2) was running around and Tracy did not want here to get out until we were ready to go. Now the door was facing the living room door and was on the inside just hardboard (unpainted). "It's shut just like the past 8 times you mentioned it" I told Tracy. She asked me to look at the door and tell her what I could see, "i see a plain wooden door" I said "ok now say hello towards the door then shut the living room door" Tracy said I asked why? And she said please just do it. Feeling rather stupid I did as she asked I said hello to the door then closed the living room door. As soon as the door closed I heard 3 taps on the living room door as though a small child was knocking on the other side "open it now" said Tracy, I open the living room door looked out into the hall but there was no one there. Then Tracy said look at the front door and as I looked at the door there on the door was HELO on the door it looked like it had been sprayed on with water from a plant spray bottle, "what the hell is that?" I asked Tracy "it's Ben" she replied.
She went on to tell me that a few days before she had heard Elisha chatting in the hall to someone not hearing any anyone else but her Tracy thought it was just one of her dolls Elisha had she was talking too, but when Tracy had asked her who she was chatting with Elisha said its baby Ben. Tracy had not told Elisha about Ben with her being so young. Tracy said that she asked who baby Ben was and Elisha said my friend say hello mummy so Tracy said hello went and into the kitchen feeling very confused, but when she went back to get Elisha in from the hall she noticed HELO on the front door.
Tracy said that as she watched it faded the was gone, again she said hello picked Elisha up and going into the living room shut the door she heard 3 small taps on the door, opened it and HELO was back. Every time anyone came round since then she would ask people to make sure the front door was closed thus getting them to look at a plain door ask them to say hello then shut the living room door, wait for the 3 taps on the door then look for the HELO on the front door. It would always be there. I put my hand on the H my palm only just covered it, it was cold but did not feel wet at all even though it looked like it had been sprayed on with water, Tracy called me and asked me to bring the pram in from under the stairs in the hall which I did and as I passed the front door again the HELO was gone completely. Now I know water sprayed onto hardboard will leave a stain but the door was clear not a mark. "It goes real quick" Tracy said as I stood running my hand over the door trying to find the cold patches again.
Now you might think it was Elisha doing this but the H like I said was bigger than my palm and also at my eye level there was no way a child could have gotten up that far to write on the door (at the time I was just over 5 foot tall).