I am a huge history buff. I go to as many history events in the LA and Pasadena area as I can.
In Pasadena there is ball called Social Dance Irregulars, short term SDI. They have them three times a year, I used to go to all them for two years in a row. A friend of mine lived in a huge Victorian home nearby where this ball was held. He would have after parties that started after the ball which ended at 12am and the party would go in tell 12pm the next day. Sadly he lost the house. I miss those after parties, they were so much fun.
It was during the summer of 2009. We went to that same after party we always go to after the balls. We all talked about all sorts of things, gossiped a little and tried find out how old some were. One of the guests knew how old that person was but would not tell because then he would be giving up his own age. It was fun trying any ways, good laughs.
Some said they knew how to do a séance. We thought that was the coolest thing ever. There were some of the people thinking this all bull shiat (the guys) but we girls did not care what the guys thought about it. We talked about it for a long time. The guy agreed to do it with us and he told us let's do it near sun set. So we started around 4:30 or so. There was about 7 of us left at that time.
The guy who was conducting it told us to close our eyes and listen for every sound we could hear in the house and say what we hear. It took a couple minutes for it to really start kicking in. I opened my eyes and started looking around the parlors and the dining area. Just to see if I could see anything. I kept them open the whole time.
I believe I felt like some keep walking in a L shape back and forth the whole time and messing with the candles. I am not sure about the candles because I did not check to see if any windows were open.
During the séance my friend kept naming off what she heard. She said she heard footsteps up stairs. At the end of that séance we found out some were asleep upstairs so we close that out. My friend said she heard in the kitchen glass breaking. No one heard it when she keeps saying she is hearing it. She also heard a woman's voice.
Before I knew it I started to hear 1930s music for a while. I did not say anything about because I was not sure. Because the host was playing really low Victorian music and I was not sure if it was in my head or if I was really hearing that.
The girl said she is hearing 1930s jazz music. Then I finally admitted I heard it too. After while I think my mind open up and I started hear the glass shattering in the kitchen as well. It was so much best ever. Never had that happen to me in my life.
My friend did the research on the house a woman has died in the house, don't remember how.