Firstly, before I share my story with you, I'd just like you to know this is my first time ever posting on this site. My name is Cat and I am 26 years old. I'd just like to say that I really enjoy reading everyone's experiences. It shows that we do not walk this Earth alone and "something" is certainly among us. Also, I do apologise if this story is quite long!
My experience goes back to the year 2003 (when I was still a teenager). It was Summer, January 2003. My family and I usually go on holidays during this time of year so we decided that this trip we would head to Warnambool in Victoria. I was excited as I was allowed to bring my best friend Jo along on the trip.
My parents had booked the accommodation and from what I knew we were staying in a townhouse for the duration of our holiday (Sorry cannot remember the name of the accommodation). We had learnt from the owners of the property, that the townhouse had recently being under renovations (new kitchen, new bathrooms etc.) as it was built in the 1800's, so it was nice to know we were staying somewhere fresh and newly refurbished! Or so I thought...
When we arrived, the townhouse had two bedrooms downstairs (one where my parents stayed and another for my little brother), a bathroom, laundry, kitchen and a lounge room. Upstairs had another bedroom with two single beds and another bedroom with an attached ensuite. Being excited teenagers, my friend Jo and I chose to stay upstairs in the room with the ensuite and where we could be loud and not keep everyone awake with our chatting and laughing all night.
The first night we slept everything seemed okay. The second night, Jo and I were giggling and telling jokes when all of a sudden the touch lamp we had on one of our bed side tables switched on by itself. (Anyone that owns a touch lamp knows you need to use a fair bit of force to turn one of them on and we were no where near it). In fact, we hadn't used the lamp at all since being at the house. Jo and I freaked out of course, but I reached over and tapped it off, which took some force also. We laughed it off saying "GHOST!" but just shrugged it off and kept on with our jokes for the rest of the night... Until it switched itself on again. This time I made Jo tap it off and we decided to go to sleep as we got quite scared.
The third night, as I was lying in bed about to fall asleep, I heard the sound of someone opening and closing the drawers constantly in the ensuite bathroom. Too scared to get up and check, I shrugged it off thinking it must just be Mum putting something in our bathroom, as there was an outside door to the bathroom, not just from our bedroom. The next morning I asked Mum if she was in our bathroom the previous night and she said "No, we were all fast asleep before you and Jo were."
The forth and final night of our holiday, my friend Tim at the time had rung me late that night and, as I didn't want to keep Jo up with my phone call, I told her I'd go to the bedroom next to us to chat to Tim and if I fell asleep, I'd just see her in the morning. She basically went straight to sleep after I left our room. After talking to Tim for what felt like hours, I turned over on one of the single beds about to fall asleep. Just as I was drifting, I heard the voice of a female in a soft voice say, "Goodnight. Catherine. Goodnight". I was not dreaming this as I was still fairly awake. I looked around the room and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Too tired to care, I once again shrugged it off thinking maybe it was Jo.
As we were leaving the next day, in the car I asked Jo if she had come to wish me Goodnight the previous night. She replied with "Are you kidding?! I was asleep hours before you were!" I asked my parents, my brother all the same and they said no. Jo and I then started talking about all the strange experiences we had - the touch lamp, the sound of the drawers, etc. When my Dad said to my Mum, "Should we tell them?" I replied with, "Tell us what?" I started to get creeped out.
Mum and Dad did not want to scare us while we were staying in the house, so they decided to share their own experiences after we left. Mum and Dad were trying to watch a movie in the lounge room one night, when the VHS kept ejecting the video they were trying to watch! Dad (who is great with mechanical things) checked and saw there were no faults for this to occur! It was as if "something" did not want them to watch their movie! Another night when Dad had gone to bed, he left the light on so he could read his book. The light switched off. Dad said aloud, "Oh for goodness sake, can you please just let me read my book at least!". The light automatically switched back on.
Dad mentioned to the owners upon our leaving of the experiences we had and the owners shared that we were certainly not the first ones there to experience such strange occurrences. I'd also like to add that all the rewiring had being done during the renovations of these houses, so there could not have been any electrical faults.
If anybody would like to share their insight on the above, please feel free. I believe the spirit or spirits that may still lurk there are attached to the home that may have once been theirs. To this day, I still wonder who or what said Goodnight to me on that evening...