I am not sure where my story went that I wrote about two weeks ago, I guess it got lost in translation...
Here it goes again.
Let me first tell you about a subburb in Cape Town called Epping, Ruyterwacht.
As soon as you put foot into Epping you just know there is something not quite right.
It is old, but not like in beautifull Victorian, just...old, nothing pretty about it.
But the feeling I get when passing through is very odd. I can just feel spirits in the air. When you enter Epping, there is a very big traffic circle. In the circle is a large piece of grass, and in the middle of that - a grave monument... It is said that there is a woman buried there. I never went to look for myself, it is very creepy, and no parking space nearby. They say if you drive by at about 12h00 at night and look behind you, you will see a woman in a long white dress following you. It doesn't matter how fast you drive, she will still be behind you. And the moment you are past the circle, she will vanish. I never saw it myself, it is just the stories I have heard from different people in the past.
The reason I am giving you this info, is because years ago my family was invited to a new years eve party in Epping. If I remember correctly, the street's name was Princess Margaret Avenue. The hostess was friends of my mother's niece and was already living there for almost her whole life. The house was nothing to look at, it rather looked like a little railway house, very dark inside and musty. Most of the people were having quite a good time and just before new year the champagne was opened and everybody got ready to wish each other luck with the new year. Just as soon as the countdown was finished, the people heard a very loud gun shot in the guest room. All of them charged to see what was going on in there. But there was absolutely nothing there...
The hostess calmed the guests down and explained what happened. She told that each year, the same date, the same time, a gun shot can be heard inside the room.
Years ago, a policeman found out that his wife was having an affair. He confronted her and one thing lead to another and he shot her and then himself. Then she pointed her finger to the roof and showed the guests a bullet hole. When the man shot himself, the bullet went through him and hit the roof... Where the proof can still be found today.
No one knows why this scene plays off every year, except for the fact that he shot his wife and himself on new years eve, just after 12h00. Perhaps a residual haunting?