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My first experience with
ghosts began when I was the age of 9 years old , back in 1971, in Winnipeg,
Manitoba. (NOTE: You can read
about this experience in
Shadow People.)
I moved from Winnipeg to Calgary, Alberta at the age of 11 and
continued to have experiences with the unknown. I
continued throughout the years
having items disappear only to reappear in a completely different spot from
where they were originally placed. I have heard footsteps walking around my bed
at night, with no one in the house besides me...
Having over 20 years of
ghostly happenings in my life they had never unnerved me as much as my
experience in the year 1992. My husband (Joe) and I had moved into a roommate
situation with another couple we knew very well (Tracy & Mark). We all
rented a
half duplex to live in. Mark
had a dog named Ace. Ace was mine and
Joe's best friend, even though he belonged to Mark. Ace was still a very young
dog with a lot of energy to burn. Every day
when Joe or I arrived home Ace would race
us to our bedroom, (the bedrooms were located on the bottom floor of the house), trying to beat us into our room. This race to the bedroom between Ace, Joe
and myself went on for 2 - 3 months.
One sunny, warm summer afternoon as we all
sat around watching television I could feel the atmosphere in the house change.
We were all enjoying the car race that was being televised when out of the
corner of my eye I caught site of Ace. Ace, who was a very relaxed dog , began
to act very weird. I did not let Ace see me watching him. Very slowly Ace
reacted to a spot on the living room wall by first staring at one particular spot
on the wall, pinning his ears so close to his head you could not tell he had
ears, to having his ears perk straight up and wagging his tail as though he was
greeting someone he knew...I turned to the others and asked them to watch Ace to
see what was happening. I told them we had a visitor that Ace could see, but we
could not. Having all had our own personal experiences with the unknown , not
one of them laughed at me. As we all watched , Ace got up from the floor and
with his head followed someone or thing as it moved from the spot on the wall in
the living room into the dining
room, which was attached to the living room, and
then back to the spot on the wall. The beginning of our experiences had begun.
From that day on everything changed. We would watch as Ace would stare at the
spot on the wall, follow someone into the dining room and start to jump up and
down as though he were playing with someone. This continued almost daily until
one afternoon Joe and I were sitting at the dining room
table eating. I noticed Joe look at something over my left shoulder, look down
at the butter knife he held in his hand and then back over my shoulder. I have
always had a phobia about bugs and I thought Joe had seen some kind of bug
sitting on my shoulder. Joe is of
Spanish descent and olive skinned, and physically strong. He turned
deathly white, dropped the knife on the table and walked into the kitchen. I
went into the kitchen after Joe to find him pale and shaking. I asked him what
had happened. "Did you see a bug on or behind me"? Joe replied ..." No bug, just
a tall black robed figure with no face in the reflection of my knife". I, in all
the time I had known Joe, knew that this was not a situation he was liking.
Our
kitchen was a very big, bright sunlit room that had a bathroom off of it. Not
even one week had passed after Joe had seen this figure that all the fun
started. I worked an 11 PM to 7 AM shift at my job and one night as I was
locking the door to go to work Joe and I heard the stereo inside the house turn
on. We both knew it was off when we were leaving as we always shut off the
lights, the stereo, the TV and
lock all doors. I unlocked the door, went
up to the living room and turned the stereo off, returned outside, relocked the
door, and behold- the stereo turned on once more. This time I looked at Joe and
told him forget it, we could be kept here all night turning off the stereo if
we play its game, so I went to work.
I do not think this energy, as I will call
it, was very happy with being ignored. The very next night Joe turned off all
the the lights upstairs, everything was turned off and
all the doors locked. As Joe came into the bedroom I asked him if he had shut
off all the lights, he said he had, so I asked him why was there a light shining
down the upstairs hall? Joe returned upstairs and sure enough the living
room
light was on. As Joe was returning into the bedroom
he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Goosebumps were instantly covering his body
as he said he had just walked through the energy as he passed the doorway into
the room. Joe came to bed and I will say neither of us ventured too far from our
bed that night.
Activity began to happen like this all the time. One day as I was
coming out of the bathroom into our brightly lit sunny kitchen I watched as the
water from the tap on the sink right in front of me started poring out water ...
No one was there to turn the tap on and the water was instantly steaming hot,
which never happened in our house. Usually you waited a minute or two for either
the hot or cold water to get to you, it came out
almost at room temperature at first.
I had
had enough of this energy's tricks. I called my local University and had a
Paranormal Researcher come to my house and investigate. The four of us were
told (Joe, Tracy, Mark and myself) we had all had our own experiences prior to
living together and the amount of energy we created when all living under one
roof had brought the energy forth. I do tend to believe
this as once we all
moved out all the activity in the home stopped. I know it
stopped because I knew the owner of the home, and I asked him about 6 months
after we had all left if the new tenants had any funny experiences living in the
house, and he replied, "NO."