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My Encounters

Updated on September 14, 2017

I experienced the paranormal at a young age. The experiences usually don't occur often, but because these things have continued to "haunt" me, I've decided to document my encounters, and see if any research can back up my claims.

Watson Street

Found an outside picture of the house I lived in, during the 1980's, where I constantly seen the ghost of a girl. This picture is the year before the fire, and it seems they might have sold a lot since I lived there as they moved the fence.
Found an outside picture of the house I lived in, during the 1980's, where I constantly seen the ghost of a girl. This picture is the year before the fire, and it seems they might have sold a lot since I lived there as they moved the fence.

Arrival

I was under five when my family moved into this old Victorian house. The house had been in the landlord's family for over a hundred years.

My parents had heard rumors that the house used to be a funeral parlor but kept that information from me until I was an adult.

In the main hall, there was a sealed trap door that at one time lead into the basement.

The houses, walk-in pantry off the smaller hall, also had a trapdoor, with a set of old metal stairs leading down into the basement. My parents figured these entrances lead into the morgue.

Other families lived in the house since we'd left, but one family never stayed long. The house became empty for some time and burned down in 2010. The investigator's decided faulty wiring in the bedroom to the left of the stairs was to blame for the fire.

This made no sense, there was no electricity running to the house at the time, and there was no electrical wiring in either alcove in that room.

Shortly after the land was cleared, two new residences were built on the lot. I'm not sure if any of the families currently living in these buildings have experienced anything strange.

It would be interesting to find out.

Pushed Down The Stairs

These stairs are similar to the stairs in my old house. The enclosure and the turn at the bottom. Looking down from the top of the stairs looked a lot like this.
These stairs are similar to the stairs in my old house. The enclosure and the turn at the bottom. Looking down from the top of the stairs looked a lot like this.

Being over 100 years old, the stairs leading up to the second floor, looked similar to the staircase above.

However, they were more rounded so the stairs were shaped more like this:

Each of the steps had more of a triangle shape and got more narrow the higher you climbed.
Each of the steps had more of a triangle shape and got more narrow the higher you climbed.

The higher you climbed, the more narrow the stairs became.

The day we moved in, I was walking around the house exploring, and I heard voices coming from upstairs.

Don't get too excited, the voices belonged to my parents and one of my uncles.

However, I decided to go upstairs myself.

I was almost to the top of the stairs when I felt a force push me backward, I stumbled down the stairs and landed on the bottom landing, my back hit the wall.

Luckily I wasn't hurt, and my parents decided that I didn't walk up the stairs properly and lost my footing.

But I knew better, something had pushed me down those stairs. Whether it was an accident or intentional, is something that remains unclear.

Penelope

The girl in this photo and the dress she is wearing is similar to the girl that appeared alot in the house.
The girl in this photo and the dress she is wearing is similar to the girl that appeared alot in the house.

Trouble Maker

Not long after, I saw a girl around my age in a Victorian dress.

I mostly saw her in my bedroom, located at the top of the stairs. The room had a gable window looking into the street.

But, it wasn't the only place I saw her. She roamed the house. I'd see her often in the main hall, the living room, and dining room.

Sometimes even in the back yard.

She'd talk to me, frequently, her name was Penelope and she'd been in the house a long time.

She claimed she had a dog and that other spirits were in the house as well.

My parents would hear me having conversations with Penelope, but when they'd come see who I was talking to, they couldn't see her so they decided I had an imaginary friend.

Many times, while in the dining room, main hall or living room, Penelope wanted to play school, she told me that some of the other spirits in the house liked that.

She was fine one on one, but she didn't seem to like it when other children would visit the home. The biggest clue to me that this girl was I fact real was that the other kids visiting often seen her as well.

When other kids visited the house, often times they saw her too.

She'd break something, make a huge mess, mark up the walls or put bad things on the chalkboard.

Anything that parents would blame kids for, and of course no one would believe us when we'd say it was Penelope.

Imagine my mothers surprise, when we were discussing this when one of my cousins (now also an adult) said:

"I remember Penelope, that Lil 'B' used to get us in trouble!"

Night Terrors & Sleep Walking

I suffered night terrors every night in the house, the day we moved they stopped.
I suffered night terrors every night in the house, the day we moved they stopped.

Could Not Sleep

Unfortunately, we lived there for at least seven maybe longer.

I suffered night terrors every night in the house, the day we moved they stopped.

Most nights, I'd have trouble getting to sleep, between Penelope, shadows, and strange sounds in the house. It got to a point that my parents would have to let me fall asleep in the living room with them, and carry me upstairs to bed.

It got to a point that my parents would have to let me fall asleep in the living room, and carry me upstairs to bed.

But, even when I was able to sleep in the house, I wasn't exactly sleeping, at least not fully.

The entire time we lived in that house, I was a sleep walker!

It got so bad that my parents blocked off the top of the stairs with a large heavy table top because they were scared I'd fall down the stairs.

That isn't even the strange part.

Anytime that I would sleep walk I would go into one of two places.

I'd walk into the room next to mine, which had two alcoves.

The Alcoves were filled with belongings of the landlord and her family. It is hard to tell exactly what was there or how long those boxes had been in the house.

Every night I went into that room, I went straight to the alcoves and start digging around in those boxes.

When my parents found me they'd ask me what I was doing. Every time I would inform them that I needed to find it.

To this day I'm not sure what exactly I needed to find because obviously, I never found it.

The other place I would go would be in my parent's room.

I'd just stand at the foot of the bed in the dark and stare at the bed until they woke up.

(I have no recollection of ever doing these things, but was told later on)

Early Morning Noises

Many days, even though I never got to sleep until late and had a broken sleep from sleep walking, I would still be woken up extremely early in the morning.

The reason I was woken up, was the noise.

Often on these mornings, I heard many footsteps going up and down the hall and stairs and around the bottom floor.

Along with these footsteps, I heard muffled voices talking. Sometimes, this activity was so severe I would be too frightened to even leave my bed. Other times I'd get the nerve to go downstairs and of course, I wouldn't find anything.

Other times I'd get the nerve to go downstairs and of course, I wouldn't find anything.

Whatever it was seemed to be going about their usual routine. Which is interesting because the family were wealthy and had servants to do the daily house chores.

Renovations

After extensive water damage, the house under went major renovations
After extensive water damage, the house under went major renovations

The Remodel

Due to a leaky roof and the upstairs ceiling caving in. Two bedrooms had severe damage. The landlord decided at this time to take advantage and remodel the house.

The room with the alcoves and my parent's room had the most damage in the house, as did the living room and dining room which was right under the rooms.

(My bedroom was completely untouched by the damage) But, still got a fresh coat of paint and new flooring.

During and after, things not only spiked, but things got darker.

My Toys....

Toys in the house would move and even come on by themselves
Toys in the house would move and even come on by themselves

Developed Minds Of Their Own

Toys would move around from room to room all by themselves. They would also come on by themselves. Other things in the house would act up as well. .

Radios and TVs sometimes experienced white noise for no reason, you got the feeling of being watched in certain rooms of the house and there were a number of shadow people and unexplained noises.

The house became creepy, and my night terrors got even worse at this time, this of course brings me to my most terrifying experience while living in this house.

The Demonic Toys

Oopsie Daisy

Oopsie Daisy. She would crawl, look from side to side and fall down and cry for "momma".

In late 1988, my aunt and two cousins were living with us. My aunt had the room with the alcove which was cleared out and set up like a room for my male cousin. My female cousin was sharing a room with me.

It was Christmas, and my cousin and I both got an Oopsie Daisy. Both of which should have been under the tree.

There was a lot of activity in the house that night, and the three of us were woken up at about 4:30 or 5:00 am from unexplained noises. It was winter and still dark outside.

My male cousin came into our room and we sat on my cousin's bed which faced the open door, looking out into the hall and top of the stairs.

He had been in the room talking to us about the noises that woke us up for at least 10 minutes before it happened.

The first thing we noticed, strangely was that instead of a 180 turn from one side to the other, the dolls head made a 360-degree rotation.

Then she fell, directly in front of the bedroom door, but when the sounds came from the doll it was not the normal cry and "momma" that normally came from her either.

It was raspy and almost demonic.

My male cousin did the only thing he could think of at the time.

He jumped up and slammed the bedroom door. We stayed in there talking and playing with toys and books until daylight.

When we opened the door, the doll was gone.

Yet, no one was up in the house except the three of us!

My Research

I decided to do research on the background of the house
I decided to do research on the background of the house

Digging Into The Past

I knew the landlord's name so it was easy starting research, so I've decided to do some digging into the house's past.

1. Funeral Parlor?

  • I have yet found any evidence to support this theory.

2. Deaths:

During research, I have found confirmed deaths within the home.

  • Owner of home died in the house
  • Owners wife died in the house
  • A 70-year-old man died in the house in 1940
  • A 91-year-old woman died in the house in 1953, she was a nurse.
  • A 98-year-old woman died in the house in 1956, she was a teacher.
  • A 73-year-old woman died in the house in 1937, also a teacher.

Five of these people were related, the 70-year-old man was married in.

However:

  • The three women were sisters
  • They died of similar causes
  • They were all found by the same nephew
  • They all died on Dec. 25th


I also found evidence of grandchildren and great nieces and nephews who died in residences near by.

Also, other people were living in the residence with the family in 1901 and I still can't find more on these people. I do know that one of them was seventeen.

I haven't been able to find deaths prior to the owner, or children who might have died in the home.

During my research on the house that burnt on the diagonal corner lot. I have learned the following facts:

  • The fire happened in 1979
  • Everyone inside the home burnt to death, including two little girls.

I have also heard and read, a lot of "talk" I have yet been able to confirm or deny.

I have been told that the family who lived in the house had a string of bad events leading up to the fire. Starting with an explosion at a previous residence, then a little girl vanished in my old neighborhood, only to turn up murdered.

In one version I heard she was found burnt in a trunk, another I heard it was a ditch in another part of the city. The most disturbing I heard was that some kids found her in a toy chest in a neighbors house.

I heard that because of the stress from losing her daughter the mother lost an infant and all of that was followed by a father that was declared an arson.

I'm second guesses about some of the rumors I heard. My mother knew the family and remembers the day they all died. My grandmother remembers also, as well as my aunts.

While I do believe the fire killed the family, I'm thinking that rumors have:

  • Added things to the story to make it more interesting.
  • Getting two stories twisted.( As something did happen to a second girl around the same time)
  • Or, it's still unsolved and things can't be released.

So far I have been unable to verify and children dying in that area of the city, even though I know they have. I can't find anything on the fire, and I can't find any obituaries as of yet.



Physical Evidence:

I managed to capture actual evidence that the land was haunted
I managed to capture actual evidence that the land was haunted

The old house is now gone, it won't be easy to get a lot of evidence.

Unless someone on the lot comes forward with information.

I may take a look at old photographs from the time we lived there. It is possible that something could be in these photos.

I did go on google maps and searched the address.

When I went on street view, I saw at the time google snapped the pictures, one building was finished and being lived in. But the other was not. It was still empty and unfinished.

But the other was not. It was still empty and unfinished.

It was still empty and unfinished.

I remembered where the most paranormal activity happened to me.

My bedroom.

Unfortunately, theres no windows where my bedroom would have been.


I did experience a lot of activity in the main hall, dining room and living room.

The windows in this new place sort of resembled the windows in the old house. I remembered many times, that Penelope would stand in the dining room window looking out into the street.

Oddly, a set of the new windows were pretty much in the same area the dining room used to be. So I zoomed in.

And, I gasped.

I was looking at the face of my "Imaginary Friend" that used to get me in trouble, over two decades ago.


Right where the dining room used to be Penelope glances out the window of the empty unfinished house
Right where the dining room used to be Penelope glances out the window of the empty unfinished house | Source

I couldn't believe it, finally, I had proof that I wasn't talking to myself and she wasn't imaginary.

Close up of Penelope in the window
Close up of Penelope in the window | Source

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Elliott Row

This is the front of the building that my first apartment was located.
This is the front of the building that my first apartment was located. | Source

Of Course My First Apartment Would Be Haunted!

My apartment on Elliott Row was the first apartment I ever moved into after leaving home.

It was actually located down the driveway, and when I lived there the old front entrance was the only way into the front apartment.

Because it was the first place I lived away from home, I had first brushed my feelings off as nervousness.

The apartment gave me an uneasy feeling all the time, but the feeling was much worse when my boyfriend at the time would not be home.

I just continued having feelings of dread in the house.

I felt for sure that something very bad happened in that apartment at one time, and someone died but never left.

The feeling bothered me so bad that I rarely stayed in the house alone. Anytime he'd go out, I'd leave right after and I wouldn't return until I knew he was home or was heading home at the same time.

Aside from the feelings I had in the house, strange things happened there as well.

  • Lights would explode in the bedroom
  • Moving objects
  • Whispering

Numerous times my boyfriend got out of bed because he was sure someone was in the apartment.

My night terrors returned, however now that I was older I remembered my dreams clearer.

Every time, I would be wondering around that apartment but the lights wouldn't work.

I'd see this girl about my age and she'd be walking around the apartment. It always felt like the exact same day, but every time a man came in and did bad things to her, and I'd wake up screaming.

Other times I dreamt of men digging in the far corner of the back yard.

To this day I have no idea what the dreams meant, I was just glad when we finally moved away from that place.

Luckily, I wouldn't live in another haunted place for a few years at least.


Victoria Street

Currently, I do not have a picture of this residence. However, I moved into this apartment with my son and my uncle who was boarding with me.

It was a three bedroom, also Victorian and even though it was only a flat, it had 10 rooms and lots of space.

When I went to look at the apartment, the landlord told me that the floor in the living room was original. They rolled up a corner of the carpet to show me that only the trim of the room was hardwood, the part under the carpet was an old wooden floor. I thought nothing of it at the time. We took the apartment and moved in.

I had given my son the larger room at first. I figured he'd like the space for his toys and it was the only room that was blue. My son started talking constantly about the man in his room.

I was a bit confused, and my uncle and I conducted a lot of tests in the alley where my son's windows looked out into, he was not seeing shadows, the windows were too high up.

My son was terrified to sleep in his room, so I painted the smaller room and switched rooms with him.

I saw the man in the room often, and it got to the point that I'd barely sleep in there myself.

I usually slept in the living room on the couch.

The one time I did sleep in there, I suffered sleep paralysis, for the first and only time in my life.

That wasn't all, the carpet in the living room had gotten badly damaged, so we rolled it up to replace it.

We discovered a stain that looked suspiciously like blood, in the shape as if a body, had been there, next to the fireplace which was just outside my bedroom door.


Objects would move around a lot as well, including off the fireplace mantle and the china cabinet in the dining room.

When my cousin (The same one who shared a room with me on Watson Street) was staying with us, her and I were watching movies in the living room.

We had the house in darkness except for the kitchen light. The bathroom was off the kitchen and in order to get to it from the living room you had to go through the dining room.

My cousin knew the house as well as I did so she did not need the lights on to go to the bathroom. I was walking behind her heading to the kitchen. She went to step through the door into the kitchen, her hands went up and she screamed suddenly.

When I asked her what was wrong, she said that it got ice cold as if something she couldn't see was standing in the doorway, and she walked right through it.

Around that same time, (might have even been the same day) My uncle had come home and was watching movies with us. My uncle was a drinker, and he had quite a few in him. He walked out through the dining room.

My cousin and I were watching TV which seemed like a long time. I looked at my cousin and asked: "Where did he go?" My cousin and I did not remember him passing us to leave again, and we checked the door it was locked with the chain as well.

So, we checked his bedroom, even though he still would have walked passed us.

Nothing.

We still checked all three doors off the living room, again nothing.

We walked into the dining room empty.

We even checked the bathroom and the shower nothing, and he obviously wasn't in the kitchen we went out through to the shed, we checked the complete shed including where we knew he couldn't be.

Nothing.

We turned the laundry room light on and couldn't find anything there either.

We were stumped, he was nowhere.

We figured he must have left and we forgot about it. So we went to bed.

When we got up the next morning, he was sitting on the couch and looking clammy. When we asked him where he was he told us that all he remembered was that he walked through the dining room into the kitchen and the next thing he knew, he woke up on the kitchen floor.

I moved shortly after that.

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    • Clara Cook profile imageAUTHOR

      Clara Cook 

      12 months ago from New Brunswick, Canada

      Yes, I've noticed I have been. I've decided to look into these things because maybe if I can figure out who it is, I might be able to figure out why they aren't resting.

    • RJ Schwartz profile image

      Ralph Schwartz 

      12 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

      You seem to be a magnet for all things paranormal; not necessarily a bad thing as long as you use caution. I like that you did some research also. Too many times people accept the stories, only to find out the root cause of a haunting is from a totally different source. I would suggest you re-read your published piece though. I've seen multiple instance where you've duplicated entire sentences.

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