If you are a regular
reader of this blog, you know we are rarely lacking for paranormal activity. We
usually do not have long stretches of time where nothing ghostly is happening.
Prior to this past June, I spent almost every day in the house as I worked from
home. As a result, I was witness to whatever shenanigans the resident ghosts
were up to. This made for many blog posts and updates due to their ongoing
activity.
Over the summer, my
days spent at home were less frequent as I returned to the office part time. As
my husband was also gone to work on certain days, this only left Winston, (the
cat) to keep an eye on the place in our absence. If he saw or heard anything
unusual during the days he was home alone, he has not told us about it. In his
defense, he pretty much only talks about food anyway.
Therefore, I don’t
have the usual volume of encounters to relay to you as I was only present on
the haunted premises part of the time.
But I can tell you
about the following occurrences.
September 10 was a
day I was home alone working. It was early in the afternoon when I heard a very
loud bang. This was not a knock or rapping sound. It was quite literally one
BANG and not only did I hear it (as did Winston), I felt it. This entire house
shook for about 2 seconds. Of course, as usual, I got up to go investigate. If
an aircraft fell out of the sky onto my house, I’m gonna need to see that. I
looked out all directions of the house. Nothing was found.
You’re probably
thinking ‘earthquake’. Nova Scotia does not really have earthquakes. I say “not
really” because we did actually have a little tiny one on September 16 (an
unusual event for our province) but I believe it was in the very early morning
hours (maybe 1 or 2 a.m.) and was not felt by us as we slept. Some residents in
nearby communities reported feeling it, however. And as you can see, I
heard/felt the bang on September 10 and the mini earthquake was on September
16.
You’re probably still
thinking ‘earthquake’—like a preceding one leading up to the
positively-identified one on September 16. Here are the reasons I do not
believe the bang on September 10 was an earthquake:
-I’ve seen enough
movies to know earthquakes generally create a rumbling sound of varying degrees
and do not make a banging sound. There was no rumbling.
.-Buildings move
slightly (or completely), dishes rattle in the cabinets, overhead lights sway,
that sort of thing. None of this happened when the bang was heard. It was just
a loud bang on the premises and the vibration of that bang caused the house to
shake for 2 seconds. There is no other way to describe it. Earthquakes don’t do
that.
-There is nothing under my house except a dirt cellar and pipes and nothing on the surrounding property that could cause a sudden bang. Nothing exploded or fell over.
Conversely, here are
the reasons I think it was probably something
paranormal:
This is not the first
time this has happened here. My mother had told me about two incidents over the
years where this exact same loud bang happened and the entire house shook. Both
turned out to be forerunners---which is a paranormal prediction that a death in
the family would soon happen (usually within 3 days). On one of these
occasions, several people heard the bang in question and they all looked around
as they were sure something either exploded or a car drove off the road into
the house. The source was never found. But the deaths did occur. It has been 30
days since I heard the mysterious bang and no one in the family has died, thank
goodness, so while I do not believe the bang was a forerunner, I do consider it
paranormal.
What do I base that
assumption on?
I base it on this:
Unexplained noises in our house and on our property are always ongoing. If
you’ve read the blog, you know we experience knocks, footsteps, rappings,
music, voices, doors slamming, just to name a few. Bangs are also part of that—big
and small. Yes, once in a while a noise can be heard that we can positively
identify (wind, a mouse trap in the cellar snapping shut, a dumb squirrel who
needs extrication from the bay window area—that sort of thing). But the
unexplained mysterious noises are part of the mix and when investigated, no logical
reason for them can be found. This brings us to paranormal explanations.
This would be a good
time to point out that at the exact moment I heard the bang on September 10, I
was texting with an acquaintance about his upcoming paranormal investigation of
our house. We were discussing the house and the details of our upcoming get
together when the bang happened.
So now you’re
thinking: “Okay, it wasn’t an earthquake and if you think it was paranormal,
then WHY? What in the world of paranormal activity causes such a noise?”
I ask the same exact
questions. I really wish I could answer them with some certainty.
Fast forward 8 days.
I happened to be at the office but mid-afternoon started to feel unwell and
decided to call it a day and left for home. Once at home, I thought I’d lay
down on my bed for a bit, due to the aforementioned crappy feeling. Winston was
laying on my bedroom floor. The house was completely and peacefully quiet. I
had been laying there for about 2 minutes when I heard “something” either in
the largest spare bedroom or out in the walk-in attic. It wasn’t footsteps or
shuffling around or furniture being moved. It sounded like someone had picked
something up and set it down again loudly. I glanced at Winston to see if he
was reacting to this noise. He was---his eyes were big and his ears perked up
and he was staring intently out into the hall. I decided I probably was not
going to get any rest so I headed downstairs, but I did glance in those rooms
on my way by in case something was visible. It wasn’t.
We were alone in the
house. Well, as alone as you can be in a haunted house.
A few days later
another incident occurred. This one happens quite often actually. I was
upstairs in my bedroom when I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. These
are 154 year old floorboards we are talking about. When someone walks on them,
you hear it. As I heard it, I wondered
if it was Shaun, although I had not heard him come up the stairs but as I was
pondering this, I could hear him doing something outside with his noisy
aluminum ladder. This confirmed it was not him walking down the hall. I was
alone. Well, as I mentioned, as alone as you can be here.
And then a few days
later, I had one of the biggest frights of all. It was a Saturday and I had
been hoping to sleep in but that almost never happens due to that ole pattern
of getting up early every work day and your body refuses to sleep past six or seven
on the weekends. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.
Anyway, I had heard
Shaun come up the stairs and go out into the walk-in attic. I knew I wouldn’t
be able to get back to sleep so I decided to get up. I walked down the haunted
hallway and stopped dead in my tracks when I was almost at the staircase, right
in front of the spare bedroom door. There stood a person right in that bedroom
doorway, looking at me silently. I could hardly believe my half-opened eyes and
gasped. The moment I did, however, I realized that the person standing there
was indeed Shaun. He wasn’t intentionally trying to scare the you-know-what out
of me. He just happened to be there at that moment and decided to stay quiet so
as not to startle me. That plan did not really work. You can’t do stuff like
that in a genuinely haunted house.
The funny (and you
might find this fact surprising) thing about ghosts and spirits is of all of
the ones that have been seen on these premises, not a single one of them was
ethereal and transparent. All of them appeared to be solid and life-like
(except for the 2 swirly black misty shadow-ghost apparitions). But the ones
who are clearly the ghost of whoever, looked just like you and me.
I was about to
declare this blog entry as complete until a few days ago when yet another
weirdo thing happened. And although it technically happened in October and this
was supposed to be a September update, I’ll throw it in anyway. I cannot
definitively say this incident is paranormal but I cannot imagine what else it
could possibly be. I know every nook and cranny of this entire house and every
single sound it is capable of making and what happened on this day is
completely unexplainable.
Picture it: once
again I was home alone. It was lunch time so I was in the midst of making
something to eat when an acquaintance (Bob) stopped by to have a preliminary
look in the kitchen area for some upcoming work he has been hired to do. He
knows nothing of the paranormal activity that goes on here. I am also not about
to tell him. He will be here working for a few days and I don’t need him
fleeing the premises due to paranormal encounters.
As soon as he came
through the door and he stood in the kitchen, a loud crazy noise came out of
the dining room. Winston was in the kitchen
with me (where else would he be at meal times?). The only way I can describe
the noise is it sounded similar to a squelchy screechy interference noise, like
if you held two walkie-talkies together and pressed the buttons and got that
irritating feedback sound. Only it was extremely loud. There are no
walkie-talkies in my house. There is an Echo Dot speaker hooked up to the
stereo in a cabinet in the dining room but the stereo was turned off and the
Echo speaker is always on mute, as I confirmed shortly thereafter that it still
was muted. No sound could have come from the stereo.
As we were both
startled by this sudden burst of noise, Bob looked at me and I looked at him,
both of us quite unsure what was happening. I asked him if that was his phone
making such a strange sound, even though it was clear it came from the dining
room but I didn’t know what else to say. I couldn’t very well say, ‘Oh don’t
mind that racket, it’s just a ghost expressing its displeasure at the work you
are about to do’, now could I?
Bob said the noise
did not come from him and that he had left his phone outside in his truck.
Which, of course, I already knew it did not come from Bob. It definitely came
from my house.
I took a few random
pictures of my dining room after Bob left, hoping something would materialize
but a review of the pics showed nothing unusual.
Again I have to
reiterate, this was not really a noise I have actually heard before. It was
similar to the walkie-talkie noise I described but doesn’t 100% capture how it sounded. It was definitely abnormal so it’s getting filed under ‘paranormal’ as I
can’t logically explain it.
Lastly, I think it
should be noted that as we are constantly renovating different areas of the
house, the home office/computer area is currently being moved to an upstairs
unused bedroom. Why am I telling you this? Because LOTS of times when I am
downstairs, I hear noises, footsteps and movement from that bedroom. It was the
room that was the source of the “3 thumps forerunner” three days before my
mother’s death. It was my bedroom throughout my childhood. It was my son’s
bedroom for a few years. We can both testify to the fact that lots of
paranormal things happened in there. But then again, they happen in every room
of the house.
I am finishing this
blog post from that room, fairly late at night, lit only by a dim desk lamp. I
do not scare easy.
So am I going to
continue to hear things from the bedroom in question while I am sitting in it?
Am I going to hear more footsteps on the stairs and out in the hall, as they
are right outside the door? Is the door going to creak open all by itself?
Time will tell.
You’ll be the first to know. Stay tuned.
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