Have You Ever Experienced the Paranormal?
Mom & Dad in Signal Hill California
Ghosts in California
Mom, was in the hospital and, because we did not know the whereabouts of our father my grandparents came and took us home with them, then when Mom got out of the hospital she left the three of us with our grandparents and, moved to South Bend, Indiana and had gotten a job at H.D. Lee Company to save enough money to come for me and my two brothers and, take us to live with her and her new husband.
Mammaw and Pampa is what we called our grandparents. Mammaw and Pampa now would have six of their grandchildren, because my Aunt Sue also left her three children with them.
Living on a farm is a lot of work, there were cows, pigs, chickens and horses to be fed and, all six of us sharing the chores and worked together. We all learned to chop wood, hoe cotton and corn. Then we would gather the corn, shuck and shell it to feed the livestock. We all picked cotton and, we would go to the gin in town. Pampa would have the cotton ginned, baled and weighed, and Pampa would get paid.
Finally, the day came when Mom came for us. I can still see the green Plymouth pulling up in front of the farmhouse.
Mom had married a man she met at work and they were there to take us to live with them. Dad (our stepfather) was a wonderful father to the three of us. I can still hear him telling stories to my brothers at bedtime, and they would always say, tell us one more story, just one more, please.
Moving from Indiana to California
We moved to South Bend, Indiana with Mom and our new dad in late summer and that fall we started school. The following June, on the last day of school we came home to a packed up car and, an empty house. The furniture had been sold and left South Bend for parts unknown.
Mom and Dad had both quit their jobs when we were leaving South Bend. We traveled all summer from coast to coast and when we arrived in California, the family was almost broke and did not have enough for housing; we pitched a tent on the beach and slept there at night and by day Dad looked for a job while we played on the beach during the day. After about a week Dad found a job, in Long Beach and, after his first paycheck we went apartment hunting.
Apartments were so expensive that when we found a house that rented for less than any apartment, we were so elated.
The house, a small three bedroom house was neat and freshly painted inside and out, with new hardwood floors. It was in a small community near Signal Hill with some oil wells that were still working and looked like giant grasshoppers.
At the time Signal Hill was a small town surrounded by Long Beach. Signal Hill is a beautiful park on a hill and, in every direction overlooks Long Beach/Los Angeles. It is said that if you park at the bottom the hill with the car in neutral it will roll uphill.
Our new pet was a ball of fur
After a few days dad had decided to get us a new pet, so off we went to the local pet store. We walked into the pet store and a little ball of fur, seemed to come rolling across the floor towards us. It was love at first sight. Dad bought the little Cockapoo, (Cocker Spaniel and Poodle mix).
The next day we were trying to find a name for our cute ball of fur. The three of us were out scouting out the neighborhood. When we were passing an oil slick, we found a pigeon, so we picked it up and took it home to Mom. Mom put the pigeon in a pan of warm water and some Pine-sol, but the bird still could not fly and, I don’t remember how it happened but, the pigeon was riding on the dog’s back, and went into the doghouse with her. That is how the ball of fur got the name Pigeon.
For the next week or so, we enjoyed our new home. I had the small bedroom about an 8 foot by 8 foot; my brothers shared a little larger bedroom on the other side of the house; Mom and Dad the master bedroom in the back of the house.
Pigeon was not fully house broken and we put paper down for her just outside the door to my room. I would leave the door open just enough for Pigeon to go to the paper when she needed to go.
Things that go bump in the night
At first I was not sure if I heard something or not, I had been jarred out of my sleep, I strained to see in the dim glow of the night light. I could not see Pigeon; she had been sleeping on the foot of my bed, now she was not there. Suddenly the light came on and Mom was standing by my door and she had Pigeon in her arms and Pigeon was shaking. What happened? Mom asked, Pigeon was scratching on our door and whimpering..
I told Mom about the bump, and I was not sure if had dreamed it. Mom put Pigeon down on the foot of my bed and, immediately she jumped down and ran like something was chasing her and, the paper floated a few feet from where it had been placed.
By this time everyone was awake and up. I grabbed my pillow and blanket and spent the rest of the night in the living room on the couch with Pigeon on the foot of the bottom bunk of my brother.
The next day, we decided that I had heard something in a dream but, that did not explain why Pigeon still refused to go in my bedroom. The next night I went to sleep in my bedroom and Pigeon slept on the foot of brother’s bed.
All was well for the next few nights, then in the middle of the night, I was Jolted out of my sleep, by a big bump, I lay there frozen, not knowing if I should get up and turn on the lights or what. Then like the first time I heard the bump, Mom switched on the light, then we were all standing in the living room, and we all heard the noise, the sound of something being dragged across the floor overhead, but there was no floor just the attic.
Mom laughed and said we must have rats in the attic. Everybody went back to bed and, when morning came we were in for a shock. From under the crown molding some kind of liquid was running down the walls in the living room, staining the walls in reddish brown streaks. Dad went to have a look in the attic and found the pull down steps had been nailed shut. He pulled the nails and climbed the steps, he was not gone for very long and when he came down, he put the nails back and told us that the only thing up there was dust, but that day we went looking for an apartment, and we slept in the new apartment that night on air mattresses on the floor. We heard that the house was torn down shortly after we moved.
I don’t know if I believe in ghosts, never having seen one but, something was definitely not right, some kind of paranormal energy was in that house and, I don’t think it was good.
© 2012 Shyron E Shenko