In my second previous story I related about how my parents heard what sounded like a woman screaming in the bushes, in this next post I will also relate other accounts that my mum experienced and also a very personal incident that happened to me as an adult.
This all happened in the house where I was born, also where the story of the screaming lady took place, of all the incidents that happened to my mum three stick out in her mind as particularly bizarre.
Back in those days toilets and bathrooms were separately built from the house, and ours was about 3 meters away from our house, so one night my mum needs to visit the bathroom and as she steps out of our front door to go she notices a dense white mist floating or rather hanging from a tree not far from the bathroom and toilet building, what was even weirder about it was that it was so outstandingly white against the darkness, it didn't move at all despite the slight breeze that swayed the branches abit, all the same my mum was creeped out and stayed didn't leave the house that night.
The second incident was when my mum went to take a bath and as she was bathing someone moved the window and what she said seemed to be a shadow looked in, only the head part, my mum thought it was probably my dad and told him to stop playing pranks and that shadow left, soon after my mum went to ask my dad why he was poking around the bathroom and looked in while she was bathing, which he flatly denied that he did, and he was in the house all the time, even then my mum wasn't convinced.
The third and final incident happened after my grandfather passed away (mum's father) where she saw his full bodied apparition walk past her; it was a split second and she said she looked directly at it, she believes that it was her father trying to say that he's still around guiding her.
It was only after the first two incidents that my mum came to find out that one of my dad's uncles had gotten murdered and that his aunt had buried his blood stained clothes by that tree not far from the bathroom area.
This incident happened to both me and my cousin years later. I was 20 at the time, we had stored all of our belongings in my grandfather's garage. At the time we were moving into our own place so I and my cousin spent an entire day sorting through furniture and other belongings, when that was done whatever we didn't need we decided to burn, so both of us go to the back of the house which connects to the woods/bush area and start burning stuff like old papers and other sorts of junk.
As we standing there smoking and watching everything burn we both hear what sounds like a lady calling me by my name, coming from the woods. At first both of us were talking then when we heard that we kept quiet to listen. Again we heard my name being called in a louder voice from the same direction. As far as I know nobody went past us into the bush and it was just my cousin myself and my grandfather there at the time. We both left that place as fast as we could and waited inside until it was time to load up and leave.
As far as I know there wasn't any cleansing ritual done, both the houses (grandad and his late brother) are right in the end bordering the wooded area, who knows maybe long before it became an urban area people were buried there, thankfully none of the incidents were menacing, but really creepy except for my mum seeing her dad.