Spooks and ghosts and weeping ladies...oh my! Pt 6

I lived in a house once that strange things started happening. Like one night I had put the baby to bed and was sitting in the big chair watching tv when suddenly the front door opened up and I heard footsteps going down the hall towards the bedrooms. I jumped to my feet and ran down the hall afraid for the baby. The door of the spare room opened and closed. I grabbed the baby and ran for the phone, thinking someone had entered my house. I called 911 and ran out and locked the baby and me in the dog kennel with my dog. HE would not even let my husband near me without my permission. When the police showed up, I let them search the house and yard before I came out of the kennel. When I told them what happened the one officer said how I should keep my doors locked at all times. I told him I thought I had locked the front door after my husband had gone to work that afternoon. He got smart with me and said that apparently I hadn't. Than one of the other officers came over and said "Come look at this." My front door locked with a deadbolt and when we got to the front door, the deadbolt had been set. I had locked it, but the door was wide open and the bolt was not withdrawn. It was still sticking out. But there was no damage to the door jam. And no finger prints, no foot prints in the house except my husbands and myself.

After this happened twice more, I yelled one night that at least they could shut the darn door after they came in. The foot steps came back up the hall, the front door closed and the footsteps when down the hall and into the spare bedroom. When I checked the room there was no one there. After time, I named my nightly visitor "George" He did not seem to mind.

Mary

Mary, that must have been very frightening for you. I'm glad "George" doesn't mind and he closes the door now.

This happened when my son was just born. He is now 41 years old and like to tell people about George visiting our home when he was young. He says if it ever happens to him, he hopes that he can be as fair and kind as I was. Told him I don't know if I was being fair and kind, just did not want to make anything made when it could open the front door and not undue the dead bolt to do it.

Wow...spooky!

I was always skeptical about the paranormal until I went to college. I went to college in a small town in Houghton, MI, in Michigan's upper penninsula. In it's heyday, the Kewenau peninsula (which juts out into Lake Superior) was world reknown for it's copper mines. A lot of houses built and lived in by students were former boarding houses for miners during the 1800's. My most personal experience came about 3:00 am at night while I was working on a paper in the kitchen. The table I was working at backed up to windows and the chair I was sitting at hit the wall with the windows behind me. The cupboards in the kitchen had a mirror between the upper and lower cabinets. Suddenly, I felt a hand come down really hard on my shoulder, like someone trying to get my attention. When I looked up into the mirror between the cabinets, no one was there. No one could be behind me because my chair hit the wall behind me. The next morning, I told my housemates what happened and showed them the bruise that looked like a hand on my shoulder.

We started sharing our stories. Faucets turning on by themselves, house dog barking and hissing at the doorway of one of the rooms when no one was in the room, pictures in the living room turned upside down. After some research, found out that the house we lived in was a former boarding house from when the mines were open that caught on fire in late 1800's where several people died. Too many more stories than to post here. Since then, I have believed in the paranormal!

Freaky! And you all chose to stay there anyway?

I suppose you really didn't have a choice on whether to stay there or not? It doesn't sound like anyone was hurt. Still...I read this in the middle of the night before this posting and got a good case of the willies! LOL

Please share more if you want. We'd love to hear them, willies or not.

LOL, never a good time to read scary stories...but it's sooo much fun for some reason.

Yep, we all stayed in the house because it was cheap and we were seven poor college students! Houghton is small - up until the early '80s the closest McD's was 99 miles away - and averaged over 200 inches of snow a year (not much to do but study, ski, and drink) and we thought having a haunted house was cool and spiced things up a bit. As far as we know, I was the only one touched with such force, most just felt tugging on their hair or clothes, if physically touched at all. Touching didn't happen often and some never physically felt anything. However, all experienced the faucets, etc. We talked about it amongst ourselves but did say much to others who did not live in the house unless they experienced something because, like I said, this was a small town and we didn't want a lot of students hanging around waiting for something to happen!

I finally made it back to there about 15 years after graduating. The house was torn down and a laundry mat is now on the site. Wonder if the ghosts now haunt the laundry mat.

That would be fun to find out. Maybe you could ask the owners, lol.

I wonder, too. LOL

Kawonkamish Netopaug(Greetings My Friends),

Wow, great experiences marti001 and Zinnia1, though I guess at the time, it was not so great for you.

Something new happened two nights ago, well early morning, as I was in the bathroom. It was approximately 5:20 AM When I heard, what could only be described as claws scrambling in the bath tub. The only light on was the 4 watt nightlight, so I turned on the over head light, nothing was there. It sounded loud, like large claws about the size of a cat's. If you have ever bathed a cat in a bath tub; you know the sound their claws make, when they scramble, trying to flee the tub. I checked the tub and surround, there was nothing. I went down to the basement and checked around, there was nothing amiss there either.

Later that morning Nokas went to take a shower; turned the hot water on and almost got scalded, as the water came cascading down from the shower head. She had taken a shower on the previous day and had closed off the shower head. We do not know how that got turned back on. That happened to me as well. I went to wash my feet in the tub and as I turned on the water I got sprayed. That time I was the last person to shower and I know I had turned off the shower head.

Last night was game night here and while we were playing games in the kitchen, we heard the backdoor latch open, as if someone was going to enter the house. At first I thought it might be Netomp ummittamwussoh(my sister-in-law), but Netop K(My friend K) who was standing near the door, looked out and saw no one. Nokas asked her to lock the door just in case. About a half hour later, we heard the door latch open again. Still there was no one there.

It now seems to be able to mimic my cell phone. When my cell battery gets low it makes a distinct chirping noise. You can hear it throughout the house it is so loud. I did not have to be up for work until 7AM, my boss called me at 8Am and told me I did not have to go in today... yippee. I digress... Well at 4:20 AM this morning, I had just gotten back from the kitchen, where I was getting a drink and was settling down to go back to sleep. I heard CHIRP. I am like you have got to be kidding me... I just charged you up yesterday. I waited... CHIRP... grrr. I got up, walked into the parlor and check my cell. It had a full charge. I went back to bed, muttering a few choice words, that I can not repeat here or in mixed company; I was just so ticked off.


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