My sister Sandy was pregnant with their first baby and for that reason she and her hubby decided to move from their small apartment.
They purchased their first home, a modest three bedroom house.
Shortly after they moved in they made some renovations. A wall between the living room and dining room was removed and a "concertina door" was added to their new open-plan living room. The concertina door is made of a very strong material. A very hard push or kick against the door will cause it to move 'slightly'.
Their baby girl was born a few months later. All appeared fine in the home. The neighbours were friendly and nobody mentioned anything strange about Sandys house.
The one neighbour's dog used to jump the wall into their property, push the dirtbin over and scrounge for any leftover food. Sandy would have to clean up afterwards and did not appreciate this dog being such a nuisance, but decided not to complain to its owners.
Early one morning after her hubby left for work, Sandy locked the door and went back to bed. Their six month old daughter was asleep in her cot in her own room. About an hour later Sandy was awoken by what sounded like a dirtbin falling over.
Sandy walked into the kitchen and looked out the window. The dirtbin outside had not been pushed over and there was no sign of the neighbours dog. But the small bin in the kitchen was lying on the floor and the contents spilled all over the place. This was very strange as all windows and doors were tightly shut.
Still sleepy, she turned to go back to bed as the domestic was due to arrive in a short while. The domestic worker would see to the cleaning up in the kitchen.
On her way back to bed, Sandy passed the concertina door. Suddenly 'something' started kicking viciously from the other side of this door, causing Sandy to flee to her daughters bedroom. Holding the door slightly ajar, she peeped down the passage, not knowing what was going to come at her.
Luck was on her side. My fathers car pulled up in the driveway and Sandy (still in her pjs) grabbed her baby, left the house and drove with my dad back to my parents house down the road.
My parents agreed... Her house was haunted. After a very strong cup of coffee Sandy returned with her baby. The domestic assured her that she never noticed anything strange in the house.
Sandys hubby was convinced that she had fallen asleep and had a nightmare. That was until a week later when he saw a small ball of fire hovering a few inches above the ground in the living room. He was frightened out of his wits!
The search was on. One of the neighbours finally told them that a lady (a previous owner) had an extra marital affair. When her husband found out she took her own life in the living room.
My brother slept over on one occasion. He told of his blankets being constantly pulled by some 'force' and he could hear the distinct sound of breathing close to his face.
They were relieved when the house was finally sold to people who didn't stay long either.
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