By: Djmodels@aol.com
My tale is to be honest not much of a "story" more of an interesting tidbit.
One evening, my boyfriend and future ex-husband, were visiting my
best friend
and cousin Robin at her mother's home. It was late and most
of us being fans
of the supernatural in fiction or non fiction form started relating
stories.
My aunt and her husband talked about some experiences they had while
living
upstairs over a very old bar they were leasing for a year.
It seems during
the time they lived there many strange things happened. The
usual plethora
of events, covers being ripped away while in bed, unusual raps and
noises,
and a chair that would mysteriously always move to one particular
window that
overlooked a river.
One of the more unusual events was several mornings in a row my aunt
would
awake in bed alone. She would find her husband sound asleep
under the bed!
He would have no memory of when or how he came to be in such a position.
As the year drug on the events increased. Now in addition to
all the other
aforementioned happenings my aunt started having feelings of dread
overcome
her. She refused to stay alone in the place. If it occurred
she would be
alone she would go outside and sit in the warm sunshine until her
husband or
an early customer would arrive.
It seems they were at first loathe to discuss these events amongst
themselves
let alone with anyone else. Finally after many months they
felt they could
take it no longer and when the lease for the year was up they moved
without
renewing. They never until this night told anyone about their
"experiences"
for fear of being laughed at or thought "crazy".
Now for my one and only experience with the supernatural. In
the process of
their move, my aunt's husband had to return for two boxes they had
left up
stairs. My cousin and I were with him. When we arrived
he asked if we would
mind going up and grabbing the boxes with some contrived excuse
it would be
quicker if we went.
I must stress at this point my cousin and I had no idea of the events
causing
them to move. The moment we started up the stairs I began
to feel at first
uneasy. I tried to shake off the feeling I mean it was a bright
sunny day
with loads of sunshine pouring in the windows. No scary dark
hallways at
night to feed the imagination. By the time we reached the
top of the stairs
the feeling was so intense I could feel the hairs on the back of
neck
standing up and I was absolutely terrified. Taking one look
at my cousin I
saw my own fear mirrored in her face as well.
We grabbed the two boxes and raced down the steps. Once we
were outside the
feelings of dread were gone completely. I began to feel silly
and more than
a little embarrassed. I suppose my cousin felt the same way
because she
laughed nervously and mumbled something. We never mentioned
it again till
the night my aunt and her husband felt comfortable in finally relating
their
experiences.
So there is my tale, not an eloquent or particularly exciting one,
but a true
one.
Betty from KY
PS Anyone care to comment or tell me of a similar story I would love
to hear.
Thanks again.
My True Story of the Dark Shadow
By: hewittsb@uswest.net
i was in search of answers and still am when telling my story. i
don't know where to begin but
i will tell you about the dark shadow that has followed me throughout
my life. i remember
seeing the shadow when i was probably 12 years old i didn't say
anything to anyone. the
shadow would chase the walls. now i thought i was seeing things
until my family was sitting
down watching tv one evening and the shadow came. everyone
just stopped and stared at
each other the shadow was there on the wall and it ran. we
were all freaked out. then the
creepy thing happened my mother began to tell us what she had experienced
with my father 8
years earlier. she said it was the middle of the night and
she was laying on our couch and my
father was laying on the floor when she semi woke for some reason
she looked at the floor
where my father was and this shadow was dragging him across the
floor. well years and
several residences later the shadow was still there. but it got
worse for me i suppose though i
haven't told many instances to my family. i remember one night while
in high school reading a
library book with my sister the lights were on she was awake and
then flash the lights were
out she was cold asleep i couldn't move i was frozen in place my
lips were pierced closed
and i knew i was screaming through my shut mouth. my thought was
on fire yet i couldn't
move. there were several dark shadows around me pounding on my chest.
i could see the
silhouette and the mass of their being but i could see through them.
flash i was awake i could
move. ah! i was so relieved the lights were on i could open my mouth
there were no more
shadows . then after that only one shadow would visit me again .
always the same thing i
would be frozen and it would turn dark it could happen anywhere
but especially when it was
a peaceful moment with me. but the worst and most frightening was
the most recent
occurrence. i was just laying down to bed nothing special or disturbing
had happened in my
life when i was frozen i couldn't even budge my husband who was
inches from me. i don't
even think he was even asleep yet. when the shadow came as close
as it has ever come
before i felt it in the room staring at me then praying for it to
end i knew it was touching me i
looked right above me and it was standing over me about at my hips
it was tall and slim i
wouldn't, i mean refusing to look into its eyes trying to budge
and scream to get my husbands
attention. i saw it reaching for me the outer part of its being
was wow! it was like a dark grey
pair of shear pantyhose. poof! the shadow jumped into the wall.
now i know it might sound
crazy but my sister and i were taking a drive a few days later and
she let me in on an ongoing
occurrence of hers. when she told me i almost drove off the road
the cold chilling feeling
came over my body not only did she have an occurrence it was the
same night at the same
time of night. she said she was laying in bed watching tv when she
thought her husband had
gotten up to change the station. she had told him to move and it
turned and looked at her then
she looked over and there was her husband realizing there was someone
else there who
wasn't supposed to be. she said she was frozen and couldn't move
an inch until it had
disappeared. ever since then we have shared it with each other
and other sisters and they
recall similar occurrences of their own. so you see why i am still
searching for answers. what
is this shadow thing? are we cursed? haunted ? why won't it go away?
My Wife's Uncle
By: jkohl@abovehealth.com
Thank you for your site.
Two days ago, I attended my wife's funeral. I don't think he
knows that
he's dead. He died in his sleep in his living room chair,
and they found
him in the morning.
At the reception in his home after the funeral, I was sitting on
a picnic
table bench. Suddenly, the bench was knocked backward.
I was leaning
forward, and I didn't fall or get hurt, but I couldn't stop the
bench from
falling. I think he was just letting me know that he was there.
Her Uncle had a beautifully restored 1964 pickup truck which had
been at the
gravesite during the burial and returned to the house for the reception.
As
my wife and I were leaving, we walked by the truck and I felt chills
on my
neck and scalp. "He's right here by the truck." I said.
When I said that
out loud, the chills grew more intense.
I have only recently started noticing this sort of phenomena.
Thanks for
allowing an outlet where I know people won't think I'm crazy.
By: XxJJLatinGrlxX@aol.com
I just wanted to say I love this web page I always come to this site
and I
also have my mom read some of this stuff you guys have. Cause me
and her have
contacted a lot of ghosts that are at historical sites like Hotel
Del
Coronado in San Diego Ca and the ever so popular Whaley House in
Old Town San
Diego ca. I'm sensitive to spirits but when you put us two
together if you
come near us in some of these places you can get an over whelming
feeling...Last weekend i took my mom to Hotel Del Coronado and i
took her to
this hall way that people hardly come near because of its hauntings
but i
knew she didn't know about it so i copied the room numbers down
on a piece of
paper and walked with her in that hall way as soon as we got in
there she
knew at once that a bad spirit is there and i wanted to take her
down the
stairs that were next to these rooms I think they were rooms 3305
3302 and
then 3315 she said she didn't like the feeling. she said she feels
like there
is a magnetic force pushing against her and also felt someone standing
behind
her not knowing that this hall way is where the workers have heard
and seen a
lady (i forgot her name its the one where you can put a rose on
the window
seal and she'll take it) i could feel it strongly when it was us
two instead
of when i was with my friends. It seems like where ever we
go if its at my
grandmothers house or something historical like these places down
here in San
Diego. CA we can feel that something or someone is with us.
Thanks for
listening to my stories i just wanted to let you guys know.
The Old House
By: nikkae@hotmail.com
i guess u don't usually hear from this part of the world but then
again
thats not the point......(at this point...mr. juliano u may have
heard my
story before cos i e-mailed you yesterday......i just would like
you to
acknowledge that there is more from where my story came from.)
i am australian born but lived in malaysia practically the
most of my
life. when i was a kid say three to four years old... i could feel
presence
around me...but i was just told to put that under my imagination.
As so i
did...however the cause of my feelings were later explained when
i heard
this saying. my granddad was a rich man and he will do anything
for family
harmony....therefore he built a street of houses so that my entire
family
could live in...the street had seven houses.... it was said that
the first
house and the fifth house had a presense....i cannot remember what
the
first house was haunted by but the fifth house (occupied by my forth
uncle) was
haunted by what the chinese called the butterfly spirit...
the row of houses could be entered by two streets...the back
street and
the front street....rumour has it that the back street is not 'clean'
(a
chinese way of saying it has a presence).....at the end of the row
of houses was a
community hall of which my grand dad builf for the family...where
we had
our > celebration dinners or barbecues.that was also considered
unclean.
one occasion of which i cannot explain nor forgot is when i was
about 4
years old... when i was young...i shared a room with my sister and
our room faced the
back street. i was having another nightmare again because ever since
i was
young... i was crazy over the paranormal and supernatural....reading
and
watching alot of ghost stories and stuff...it was nothing new....
it was
around 3:15 in the morning and i was wide awake...i could hear
laughter....not one person but 4-5 people laughing...and this laghter
came
from the back street. unaware of my situation...i calmy got up and
walked to my parents room and
told my mom that there laughter comming from the back road and i
couldn't
sleep.... my mom just told me to ignore it and go back to sleep....being
a
rather obdient child as opposed to the present me...i did as i was
told....however when i got back into my room the laughter was
louder.....and it was really scaring me cos it seemed that i was
the only one hearing
it....my sister being a light sleeper in nature would have heard
it and be
as wide awake as my.... but instead she was alseep.....dead as a
log.
i just jumped in bed, shut my eyes and tried to sleep but no avail
i was
too scared....i was up till the break of dawn.
that isn't the end....the next evening ....when my mom was preparing
dinner i was playing in the kitchen where she could keep an eye
on me.
still a lil shaken from the experience from the night before i was
just
weary of the back street....keeping an eye at it every so often....then
it
happened....i saw an old man....his face was peaceful....however
he was
gesturing me to go with him...in my mind he was telling me to join
him to
better place....i was scared....i closed my eyes turned away and
looked
back..... the old man with the peaceful face was gone! just in broad
daylight he just disapeared without a trace. when i asked my mom
whether
she saw an old man....she told me not to be silly...there was no
old man.
my encounter isn't the only encounter in the family......my sister...
she
claims she can see 'things' from time to time....she told me that
one
morning during the 7th lunar month ( chinese ghost festival...where
souls
from the underearth would be freed to roam for one lunar month)
when we
had to go to school....she saw a face thru the gate....a very pale
face
....with long grey hair away staring at her....she too during that
time was unaware
of what she was encountering......and being her aggressive self
she just
snapped at the spirit saying..."stare what stare haven't see before
ahh?"
her favevourite malaysian phrase) then just before the face the
appiration just dissolved into a mist.
a few months ago....my cousin had a rather bad car addident but
luckily
enough he had his seatbelt on and he wasn't hurt. the car was a
total
wreck. the night before this...he sister-in-law claimed she heard
him talking and
joking really loudly with a myterious person in the back street
at 1 am in
the morning.....being an early sleeper as he is he was already in
bed
snoring at 11:pm.before my parents and my 4th uncle had a conflict
in ideas and stopped
interacting..... i used to frequent his house alot....to play with
my
cousins......just one occasion when i was left in my cousin's room
when
she was getting a drink. i heard really loud breathing....i got
really scared
and ran out of the room and practically flew downstairs in
fright. i never
told her about that occasion cos that was her room and i didn't
want to
alarm her.
now that i have moved away from my old house i am still wondering....what
lurks in the back street? is it good or evil i'll never ever
know.
however when we have our family reunions i try my best to steer
clear from
the back street at night.
Warnings
By: tlaing@blenheim.webgate.net
I have had very strange experiences myself. I was sitting on a beach(as
I
did very often at the time), and I had an image of police cars,
and lights
at our house.I didn't think much of it at the time, as I thought
I was
just imagining things. I was visiting my grandmother's house for
the
weekend(where I am now living), and several times, my mother would
call
and not give even a hint that anything was wrong. The last day of
my visit, my
mother called me, and told me, that our house was broken into by
the man,
that we had to house-sit for us, and several things were taken,
including
my nintendo, which was my prized possession at the time. I then
found out,
from then on that at my grandmother's house, my subconscious mind
is more
prone to signals, or messages. Why?, I still do not have that answer.
I
also had another experience, also at my grandmother's house. My
grandmother asked me, to look for Erica(my little cousin). I hopped
on my bike, and
was ready to ride down the long stretch of road, along my grandma's
house,
when I had a gut feeling to check by the water at the beach. I was
going to
ignore it, but I wanted to see, if my senses were right. I checked
by the
group of small private beaches, and there she was. I got there soon
as she
dipped her foot in the lake. I still don't know exactly what would
of
happened if I wouldn't have been there, but I try not to think to
much of
it.
By: keithn@txucom.net
My friend Shane and his mother live in an old house in deep East
Texas. The house is an old wood frame house that was probably built in
the 1940's, or so I guess. It is a small house with 2 bedrooms and one
bath. The house sits on a hill off of a short dirt driveway and the closest
neighbor is about 2 miles away. I have witnessed many strange events at
this house,and one comes to my mind when I hear of ghost stories.
I decided to spend the night at Shane's on the first night they
moved into the old house. When I arrived, Shane and his mother were trying
to find a way to get inside because his mom locked the keys in the house.
We went to the back of the houseand pried a window open with a claw hammer.
Unfortunately, some pieces of the wooden window frame was broken off and
we put the pieces in a pile and said we would fix it later the next day.
That night when everyone was asleep in their rooms, I was tossing
and turning on the couch in the living room. The house waspretty quiet
except for the faint sound of a fan in Shane’s room. I finally drifted
off to sleep but would soon be woken up by something to this day I cannot
explain. At around 2:30 am, I heard a noise coming from the direction
of the window I had crawled in to unlock the house, it sounded like someone
was hammering. My eyes stayed closed for a moment and half asleep I thought
Shane’s mom must be fixing that window. Suddenly my eyes popped open, wait
a minute I thought, it is the middle of the night and no one would be outside
fixing that window. I sat up on the couch and looked into the darkness
as the loud hammering sound continued. I stood up
and started to walk toward the sound and as I got closer the sound
stopped, I didn’t hear it anymore after that. I waited for a moment thinking
Shane or his mom would come investigate with me, but they were sound asleep
and didn’t hear a thing. The next morning I told them about the sound I
heard and they were puzzled the same as I was. Shane’s mother then told
me of the time she saw her grandpa's ghost on the day of his funeral. She
saw him in the barn next to the house. Chills went down my back when I
thought that maybe it was her grandpa fixing the window in the middle of
the night. We went to look at the window and it was still broken as we
had left it. Maybe I interrupted the ghost when he was doing his repair
work? I will never know.(About a year later I was spending the night at
Shane’s house when I witnessed a car accident right in front of his house.
Around midnight, a car coming around a curve ran off the road and hit a
group of trees, four people were killed instantly. I wonder if there are
more spirits wandering around that place?)
Haunted House??
By: Blix2276@aol.com
I am a believer in ghosts having heard of many peoples experiences
with them.
Well, I never had oone of my own until I moved into my present
house. I
have lived here now for a little over two years. A lot of
strange things
happen here but nothing that makes me feel threatened. The
first thing that
happened was right after we, my best friend and I , moved in.
We were
watching the television when he looked at the hallway real fast
as if he had
seen something. I noticed but didn't say anything yet.
About 5 minutes
later he looked at the hallway again. That was when I said
something to him.
All he said was that he had seen something, or someone, real
short, about 3
feet tall or so, run from his room into the kitchen. The second
time he said
it ran back into his bedroom. When we got up to investigate
and to see if it
were possibly my dog, the dog was sound asleep in the kitchen, which
is shut
off to the rest of the house by a half-door so the dog cant get
out. Well,
about a month or two later, I was home alone and I had seen the
same thing
run from his room to the kitchen. I blew it off like my eyes
were possibly
playing tricks on me...when I looked away I felt a cold, hard breeze
blow by
my hair. It felt as if someone swung their hand at my hair.
That kinda gave
me the creeps. My sister has seen this short "thing" run from
room to room
as well but I do not know the story to that.
Another thing that has happened at the house involved my
new room mate.
Well, I was sleeping on the couch and she was in the bathroom getting
ready
to go to work. She works at a bar so it was in the evening
when this
happened. Being that it was dark and there was lights on in
the house in the
living room where I was napping, the window in the front on the
opposite wall
acts like a mirror. Well, she could see the top of the couch
where I was
sleeping and she looked in and saw me, or what she thought was me,
standing
in front of the couch and looking down at it and scratching its
own head. A
minute or so later she came out to talk to me, but saw I was still
sound
asleep. She woke me up and asked if I was just up standing
in front of the
couch. I told her that I haven't even so much as sat up yet.
So it seems
something was standing by me and looking down at me. I am
just glad this
"ghost" is a friendly one.
I am friends with a girl whose brother used to own this house
and before I
could tell her of any of my ghost stories involved in the house
she blurted
out that the house is haunted. It seems her brother complained
of doors
slamming and cupboards opening and closing all the time. She
said that one
time the sliding glass door in the kitchen even flung open by itself.
Other then those few specific stories not too much has happened
other then
the occasional "noises" and footsteps. One could say it might
be my dog, but
most pet owners would agree that you become accustomed to your pet's
noises
after a bit of time. And some of the instances when I have
heard the noises,
my dog was sleeping right next to m, and I was home alone.
Possible Demon at the Hospital
By: fuzzicat@webtv.net
I believe in God and accept Jesus Christ as my saviour. But
up until
this time I didn't believe in...no, I didn't WANT to believe that
there
was a hell and there was satan and demons. To tell this story
literally
scares me to death. This is only the third or fourth time
I have ever
told this story. I was taking call on midnight shift at this
little
rural hospital in Missouri. It only had 40 beds at the time,
and from
the time I started work there, I always thought the place was kinda
creepy, especially at night. So I get this call that there
was a
housefire and that they needed xrays on a guy who jumped out of
a
window. I get my clothes on and go in to do my job, but for
some
strange reason, I knew this wasn't gonna be no ordinary night.
So I get
there, and I find the guy sitting on a stretcher in the emergency
room.
He was full of soot from the fire, but that's not what caught my
attention so much. It was his eyes....those eyes that looked
at me
seemed to be analyzing my soul! And the smell, he actually
smelled like
something dead and rotting! I shook off the feeling and got
down to
business. I told him we needed to do xrays on him, and proceeded
to
take him over to the xray department. I had previously turned
on all
the processors and warmed them up to develop the films, and turned
on
the indirect lights in the xray room, but didn't bother to turn
any
lights on in the workstation. So I brought this guy over and
start to
do the exam. I asked him if his family was ok after the fire,
and he
calmly said "I don't know". I asked him what he meant and
he said "what
does it matter?" So I dropped the subject, feeling VERY peculiar
about
the whole situation. I found it VERY strange that he didn't
give a hoot
about his family at all, or at least didn't indicate it to me.
So I got
done with the exam and went to develop the films. In the darkroom
I
started to get a little queasy of the stomach and lightheaded, and
just
blamed it on the chemicals. But the worst was yet to come.
I started
to type the information on his paperwork, and this time I got severely
sick, with a horrible sound ringing in my ears. My vision
got blurry
and my fingers each felt like they weighed about 500 pounds a piece.
I
was paralyzed like, sick, and very confused. I happened to
look in the
room at my patient, and noticed him starting at me with the same
peculiar look he gave me in the emergency room! He had a wicked
looking
smile on his face and looked like he was about ready to come off
the
table at me. I yelled out "please help me God, PLEASE!" and
the feeling
subsided. Needless to say, I was very frightened, and was
afraid to
look in the room again. When I finally did, he was gone!!!!
I gathered
up my films and ran back over to the Emergency Room and told them
that
the guy left. They said that he was back over there, that
he must have
came in the back way or something. A little while later, the
guy got
antsy and wanted to leave right then! He got downright hostile
with the
nurses, and I was in the front waiting room and happened to hear
the
commotion and went to look. The guy ran right by me out the
Emergency
room doors and out into the night. As the guy ran out the
door, every
fire alarm in the hospital started going off, I sware as God as
my
witness. The fire department was called, and no explanation
was to be
found for the alarms tripping. Everyone knew, especially me,
we had had
a strange visitor that night. After that incident, I had read
about
people feeling dizzy and nauseated in the presence of demons.
I was
dumbfounded! Now I DO realize that what visited me that night
was a
demon of the devil himself!
The Overnight
By: brittdv@xwv.net
hello im 13 years old and this story happened when I was 12...I stayed
all night with my 2 friends there were 17(girl)and 14(boy)there were home
alone because there parents we out of town for three days!My friend(who
was 17 and is now 18)ask me to stay all night and i said yes .Well i have
always thought that her house was haunted because You can just feel something
there when you are in the house(it was a huge house)Well my mom decided
to come and check on us and as she walked by the bathroom she heard someone
say her name in a low whisper..well she dident mention this untill i said
"man its cold in here"and my mom said "did on of u all say my name just
now"and we all we confused because we had been watching a movie.My mom
saw a figure through the window behind her and i was shaking so much i
was about to go in shock...anyway she left and it was
just me and my 2 friends there alone!Well we went upstairs awhile
and locked the doors(there were like 4down stairs)and we heard a door shut
from down stairs(we was up stairs at the time)we went to check it out but
we dident see anything!We also got a phone call and when we said"hello"whoever
it was just took a deep breathe and hung up.well that next morning we were
woken up by what seems like music playin...it was her brothers cd player
it had came on by itself!I was so scared i wanted to go home...well she
went to take a shower and i was down stairs ALONE watching tv and the channel
changed from 25(mtv)to 3(news)i was so stuned!she told me that the t.v
has been goin off by itself all day!Well i went home and stayed the rest
of the day!ok that was my storie here is others i have heard from my friendat
3:00am in the morning the cd player(which she had speakers in every room)came
on full blast and woke everyone up!then her brother was asleep on the couch
when he opened his eyes to find a man with white hair walking down the
hallway he thought somone broke in so he said"who is there"they disapered!they
dont live there anymore it has been a yr since ive been in there house
but even my friends mom has had stuff happen to her like someone saying
her name while she was there alone and the tv changing on her and also
one time she was in the kitchen and she was making cookies when the over
turned on by itself!i know im 13 and u may think im lying but im not!
The Face
By: appowell@earthlink.net
I have experienced feeling spirits and entities many, many times,
but
i've only actually seen one once. And I think that the main reason
I
*DON'T* see them now is because that one experience scared me so
completely that I guess I thought it was enough just to know they're
there, I don't have to see them.
When I was 15 (you ever notice that a LOT of stories occur when people
are 14 or 15? i wonder why that is?) I lived on a farm with the
second
oldest house in the area. At the time it was about 100 years old,
and
just across the lane there was a smaller house, that apparently
my great
grandmother lived in for the last years of her life, in the 50's.
She
died long before I was ever born, and I don't think I even saw a
picture
of her. Since then the house had been used as storage, but it was
pretty
much taken for granted that wierd things happened there.
It was a hot summer day, and it was my job to mow the 4 or so acres
of
grass around both houses. We had a ride on lawnmower, and i was
working
towards the back of the smaller house. There were lilac bushes about
10
feet from the house, and no one bothered to mow in between the bushes
and the house before, so I figured I would do this, up to the trees
just
south of the house. I had always gotten a bad feeling about the
trees,
and never ventured into them in the 7 years I lived there.
I'm riding on the lawnmower close to the trees and the small house
and
suddenly the lawnmower just stops. The engine is still running,
but it
sounds as if it's laboring, and the blade isn't working at all.
The
first thing I think of naturally is all the long grass clogging
up the
blade, so I check, but it's clear. Then I shut off the mower, turn
it
back on again, but it's still acting the same way. I checked the
oil,
the gas, everything is topped up and working fine.
You know how you could be doing something, completely preoccupied
and
suddenly you feel as if you're being watched and just naturally
turn to
the person who's looking at you? That's exactly what happened to
me. I
turn to look at the house, the side that's parallel to the trees,
the
side of the house that I hadn't seen before, and I see a small porch.
In
the porch is a window, and blocking the lower half of the window
is
something white. Above this is a face. It has asbolutely no features,
and I remember thinking, my god, it has no hair. It has no eyes,
nose or
mouth either, but that's the first thing that jumped into my head.
I was
absolutely frozen with fear. The malevolence emanating from this
thing
was like an electric shock, that just held me in place.
I have no idea how long I was frozen like that. Could have been minutes,
could have been seconds. But finally I broke free and ran to the
house.
I told my mother what I had seen the ghost and that there was NO
WAY I
was going back out there. She said you just want to get out of mowing
the grass, get back out there, so I had an ice tea and calmed my
nerves
a bit, then went back out.
The lawnmower was still there, of course, only now it was idling
fine,
like nothing had happened. I refused to look at the window, and
to be
quite honest i refused to look at that part of the little house
for
several years. When I finally did, there was nothing blocking the
little
window at all...of course someone may have rearranged things, so
who
knows.
Our barn was also haunted. This was a very old barn, built the same
time
as the old farmhouse, and it had huge sliding doors into the horse
stables and the cow stables. I could barely push these doors, and
my
younger sister definately couldn't. We also had some old horses
that
were well into their 30's, enjoying retirement. One day the stallion
disappeared. We couldn't find him anywhere. We assumed he was in
some
trees north of the farm yard just hanging out there. He would do
that
every once in a while, but would always come out, so we weren't
that
concerned. A week or so after this my step father noticed the barn
lights were on. They would do this often, we thought perhaps mice
chewing through the wires or something, so he went to shut the lights
off. As he neared the barn he smelled something bad, and went into
the
barn. There was our old horse. Someone had opened the barn door,
opened
the oat bin, then CLOSED the door and left him to die a horrible
death
of bloat. There is no way one could access the barn from the road
without us seeing from the yard, and I know it wasn't one of us.
Finally
one night after I moved away, the barn just burnt to the ground.
They
never did figure out what started it. Probably a mouse.