My experience; Living in a Haunted house
Living in a real haunted house
Now a days, there are a lot of shows, movies, documentaries as well as books on haunted houses. But have you ever wondered the reality of it, with no special effects, no dramatization, just the pure reality? Well, I will share my experience with you.
Six years ago, my husband and I made our big move from a busy city to a small town in a completely different state. Not only where we cultured shocked, but we had to learn to adapt to small town living. We found a great home, at a spectacular rental price, with more space than we needed at that time, so we went for it. In the beginning, every thing was normal, quiet, nothing out of the ordinary. Then slowly things started to happen, Small things, things that made you wonder, "did I do that" Or "did I leave that there?" nothing out of the ordinary.
Suddenly one night, at about 3:15 am, we woke up to the sound of shattered glass. I was petrified, here I am living in this small town, that is known to be safe, and boom, I am thinking to myself, "someone is in our home" As my husband grabbed the bat, the dogs ran downstairs and I walked behind my husband even though he had told me to stay in bed. We made it down the stairs, and I believe my heartbeat could be heard through out the neighborhood. He turned on the light, and there it was. Our coffee table, shattered all over the carpet. I had nothing on the table except the tv remotes. We just looked at each other but didn't say a word. We cleaned up the mess, and as confused as we were, didn't really talk much about it.
After this, nothing as big happened again, but we have captured voices, mostly a woman, either weeping or crying. We have also heard the sound of an old juke box, as well as my paintings appear sideways, or for no reason fall on the ground. We have also seen a stool get tipped over on its own. But the one that got to me the most, was after we became parents. My daughter, who at the time was 3 years old, was standing in the kitchen talking to me, I was facing her, with my back to the window, suddenly, her face lit up and very happily she said, "mommy, who is that lady?' I instantly froze, and I asked her, "what lady sweety?" and she answered, "the lady in the window, smiling at me." with all of my force, I turned around and saw nothing. I ran outside, and nothing. I didn't so much feel scared, but paranoid.
After this, another day, the same thing happened. This time my son saw it as well, he wasn't 1 yet, but he reacted with his arms and smiling as in saying "pick me up" My daughter did her shy, cute move, and once again asked me, "mom, who is that man, standing by the stairway, smiling at me?' This time, their reaction was so real, I didn't think of anything paranormal at first, so I grabbed the bat, told them to stay in the room, closed the door, jumped over the baby gate, checked all the rooms, living room, garage, everything, and there was nothing there. Then it hit me, all of my doors were locked, the baby gate was still in place, and there was no one there.
It seems my kids see these "people" and they smile, and get happy. I have heard my daughter who is now 4 talk to someone, she plays, she giggles, she tells stories. We have tried to get information on the history of the place but nothing comes up. To this day, it is a very active house. My sister has a hard time visiting, because there has been times that something has whispered in her ears, toys turn on by themselves, even the air repair guy came in and asked if we just went into the garage and asked if he needed help, because when he turned around to say, no thank you, there was no one there, and obvious, me and my husband where inside, with our children.
So my take on living in a haunted house, We haven't seen an apparition, only our children, we have heard voices and humming and have captured it with recorders, we have seen things moving and falling, but its never been as it is in the movies, and for some reason, it has never felt terrifying either.