I am from and still live in Cockeysville, which is in the northern part of Baltimore County, Maryland. Our house was built in 1872 and is one of the only still existing houses from the Village of Warren, a cotton milling town, which was flooded in the early 1920's to create Loch Raven Reservoir. Loch Raven is a man made lake for Baltimore City's water supply.
About seven years ago my friend Jill, an RN at Johns Hopkins Hospital, and I were bored and wanted to try something new. We decided to go ghost hunting. So we researched haunted sights / ghost in Maryland and found a lots of information about Rocks State Park in Harford County, Maryland, which is relatively close by. We went there late one evening, around 2 a.m., and parked near the bridge in the pictures we found online. At some point I hit the brake pedal, which lit up the guard rail next to the car, and these waves of what looked like heat rolling off of asphault went past the car like shadows. Then it got cold and Jill said that she felt like she was being shocked. She became scared and upset, so we made the decision to leave.
Two weeks or so later we went back, and this time saw a sign we had missed before that read, "LaGrange Iron Works, circa 1732," and decided to investigate. As I attempted to back the car into the driveway, downhill I might add, it seemed like there was something pushing against the car. I actually recall having to push the gas pedal rather hard. Anyway, I parked. After about 15 minutes or so similar things happened with the cold and the electrical shocks, but this time I felt it too. At this point we both got all freaked out and abruptly decided it was once again time to roll out.
On the way home, as cars came toward us, I would see one or two of these "ORBS" in the upper right-side corner of the windshield, illuminated by their headlights. They were like a four inch circles with a squiggly inner circles and cloudy grayish centers. I pointed them out to Jill and she got even more freaked out. When I got back home I went in and smoked some weed to chill out. (I know, I know, blah, blah, blah...)
The next day I woke up and went to smoke up again. When I went to sleep the night before, I left the last bit of herb I had on top of my cigarettes and crashed. When I woke up, I looked for my stash, and it was gone. I thought my friends Todd and Dennis had stolen my stuff, so I called them to give them a hard time. I lit a smoke and went into the bathroom. When I came out, alone in the house or so I thought, I sat down and the weed was exactly where I had left it the night before. Right on top of my cigarette pack. The pack I had to pick up and open to smoke a cigarette before going to the bathroom. Now the stash had returned on it's own, and was back on top of the pack on the table.
Around this time we were doing major renovations to the house and I had a friend named Ronnie helping me with some demolishion work. It was hot so he went to make a glass of instant iced tea. He sat the tea mix can down, and filled the glass with water. Then he returned to put the can away and like magic it had moved itself to the other side of the kitchen. These were just the first two times I had noticed.
Now... I figure this. The LaGrange Iron Works, was a foundry from 1732 until somewhere in the 1900's when it burned down. Back then there were no child labor laws and I am sure that at some point children probably died in accidents (hopefully accidents) while working at the iron works. The picture which originally caught our attention had several of these "ORBS" on top of this steel bridge over the Gunpowder Falls.
My guess is that we brought a couple of these little kid ghosts home with us and that they were pranksters. After a few weeks of these crazy things going on around my house I announced to them that I was going back to Rocks State Park, and if they wanted to go home that they should get back into the car. My parent's, my girlfriend and I drove back to the place where it all started and opened the door to let them out.
However, I don't think that they went home, but I do think that they bounce from my parents house to my girlfriends house via our car with us. I feel like this because stuff always happens at both houses at different times. If things are happening at my parent's house, they're not at our house and vice-versa.
I'm sure that this sounds like a whole lot of craziness and is pretty far fetched, but it is what's going on and has been now for years. It is still happening although not as frequently, or maybe we are just use to it now.
The ghosts or spirits or whatever you would call them are not trying to hurt people and do not do scary things, and certainly seem to be enjoying themselves since they have not decided to leave us. They just seem to be playing and loving life in our homes. It's like they are pulling off simple practical jokes. The latest has been a series of audio / video / phone movings and electrical issues.
First... Everyone loses remotes and cordless phones, but our ghosts take the phones and put them back on the chargers and put the remotes on tops of the components which they work. I NEVER keep the phone on it's base or remotes on the equipment which they operate.
Second, there is this outlet in my parent's kitchen which is messed up. If I don't have a blender or coffee pot or some other appliance plugged into it, then my microwave which is on a completely different curcuit breaker, won't work. Unplug the blender, microwave dies.
Finally, we have a new puppy. A miniture Shih Tzu which freaks out for no apparent reason other than that she sees the things moving. She must, because when we find things out of place it is in-step with our puppy going nuts. It's like when Dalhi, our puppy goes off, something is changing in the room. This usually happens while we are sleeping and she wakes us up.
I have really actually come to like our supernatural friends. It took a little while to figure it out, and additional time to get use to, but now they are like family. They do piss us off sometimes when we're in a hurry and they have moved our shoes, or one shoe, but we almost always plan a little extra time into everything we do just in case. My parents, however, are not as receptive and I think they just wish that they would go away.
Oh, one last note or question perhaps... How do I figure out if they are boys or girls?...and I know that there are at least two of them, but how do I figure out just how many there actually are?