We've had a history of living in houses with strange occurances. So many that we used to think, was it us or the house? But it's been house after house of supernatural experiences...
I have come to think, for now...it's the houses and not us that are haunted. One reason I believe this is because in 2016 we were seeking help from a team of exorcists, priests and laypeople in that field as we were having a lot of issues with one home.
A woman with paranormal abilities we consulted who referred to herself as a "seer" told us it was not *us* but the houses... We had been living in a very active house that to this day is difficult for me to talk about and changed me and our family, forever.
We did move, thankfully, to spiritually safer locations.
More recent houses we lived in did have suspicious activity but I question things, and am so very skeptical.
From 2017-2019 we lived in a house built in 1901. (You just gotta wonder about all the history these turn of the century beauties witnessed.) Loved the house, but it needed work.
A month after moving in, my son Tom, who was 13 at the time, had an experience that jarred him.
He was in middle school, which had an early bus pick up time. The routine was he got up just before 6am. He'd eat, dress, get ready. (Point being, he'd be fully awake.) I'd help him gather his things and I would then go back to bed before I had to start getting his siblings up for the grade school bus.
As soon as I laid back down, my son came running up the stairs and jumped into bed with me in distress screaming there was a ghost downstairs. My big boy was white and shaking, clearly upset. Hysterical.
At first I thought he was joking, but the more he went on, I realized he wasn't joking.
He said he went to the living room and saw a shadow man close to 6 feet tall, all in black standing in the middle of the room looking at our record player, which was one of those newer models that are designed to look old. They are brown and boxy with that fake antique look. Anyway the shadow man was looking at it and then eventually walked into the record player and absorbed himself into it and disappeared. It didn't bother or engage Tom, but still, from the trauma of our earlier house that things were very bad with, my son had a panic attack at the mere sight of another possible ghostly form.
Logically, I thought, maybe it was a real man who broke in, and maybe he was hiding near the record player crouched down.
I went downstairs, turned all the lights on and did a search of the rooms. Nothing. Meanwhile, Tom was literally terrified. I kept saying, are you sure it wasn't your brother... No... Are you sure you didn't imagine it... No... Are you sure you didn't fall asleep and dream it?...no.
Tom never saw it again but he still feels what he saw was real.
No one else in the family ever saw anything else while we lived there, although my husband swore he heard voices and footsteps in the hallway on several occasions... I also *think* I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and down the hallway on several occasions but I guess you could say I just didn't want to allow myself to entertain the reality of that.
I suppose it's a possibility that Tom was having a flashback of sorts or it's also a possibility that something followed us from the previous home or even something that was attached to our then, 1901 home.
In 2019-currently, we moved again to a rental house built in 1940. It's nice, but it has a lot of stairs. There are a series of cement steps and landings from the street to the house. I didn't want to move there because of the steps. I joked saying there's so many steps it's enough to cause a heart attack. Our landlord half laughed but said, one of his workers/painters when preparing it was walking up and had a heart attack and died inside the doorway at the foot of the staircase Uhhhh! So terrible!
Because of several obligations, one being my elderly relative is in walking distance a few houses down and in need of constant care, we agreed to move in anyway.
A few days after we moved, junk mail addressed to the previous owners came. They had an unusual name so I decided to Google them. An article popped up saying the man who lived here died in the home. He was a in his 30s, a father, loved history reenactment with costumes. The pictures in the article showed him standing at the bottom of our staircase. There were costumed hats hanging on the wall behind him in a decorative pattern. I looked at the wall and there were holes there where the hats had been hanging in the picture. That, kind of gave me the willies when I looked at the photos. Just something about it, gave me a connection to the person and I felt like I could sense him.
The next day, kids at school. I'm home alone and I see a ball explosion of blindingly white light in the spot at the bottom of the steps. I just stared at it and thought, hmmm, did I just see that? Oddly, it was right at the same spot that I saw the previous owner standing in the photographs. I'd say it lasted a full 5 seconds.
Over the next few days, early mornings, I'd see a smaller, quicker, 2-3 second version of the same thing. A flash of white light in the same spot, but smaller and fainter...
After the first month, I haven't seen it again.
I think, is there a plausible explanation? Could it be an electrical issue? But there are no outlets in that location. I'm looking for plausible other possibilities. If it was something, was it the man who had lived there... Or the worker who died in the home?
One of my daughters, Sylvie, was very affected by spiritual activity in previous houses. In one home, there was a *thing* in her closet. A shadow man. That experience has traumatized her to this day. So, the topic is very sensitive to her.
She came to me recently and said that she thinks this house has something in it. I try to reassure her with logical things she is experiencing. I'm still unsure if she is imagining things, still traumatized by earlier experiences. We have talks often of how much the shadow man has affected her. For her. It's on a level of terror that we have seen therapists. So, it's really hard for me to discern if it could be happening again or just a replay in her mind of the prior past incidents.
Mostly, she says with this house, *it* is in the basement.
Her chore, which she really loves, is laundry. She loves to wash and fold everyone's laundry and finds it relaxing with the clean, fresh, lavender oil scents. So, she will go alone to the laundry room in the basement. Here, she says something touches her from behind, touches her hair and shoulders. She does not like it or find it cool. It bothers her. She says doors open down there and she hears footsteps.
I tell her to pay it no mind, but that's more out of reassurance. I'm not sure if it's real or not... I guess I don't want to believe it. Could she be re-imagining it from prior trauma she experienced? We talk openly about it and mostly I just want to think that no matter what, I'll protect her and she will be ok.
I'd like to hear theories.