So I finally bought my Dad's 30 year old house he built himself back in 1994 several weeks back, and I am convinced it is haunted.
One night in May 2023, I saw the shadow of a cat walking into the laundry room on the 2nd floor. Confused, I was convinced Cookie and Missy (my cats) were on the 1st floor, if not outside, so I went to the 2nd floor to the laundry room to check it out. There was no cat. Cookie was outside, and Missy was in the first floor.
I saw the shadow again walking around the top of the stairs near the laundry room in June 2023, August 2023, and earlier this year around June as well. I haven't seen it since.
I'm convinced it was Putty, as she had died in the house in her sleep in her later years, but the build of the shadow looked more like Bob or Tom. But Bob had either run off or was catnapped (we were always convinced he was catnapped as he was such an awesome, fun, alpha cat that basically ran the neighborhood), and Tom had been put down in his later years. Sure as hell wasn't Sparkler or Murphy, as it looked nothing like them.
A couple months later one afternoon, I was in the kitchen, and out of the corner of my eye, my empty plastic ISU stadium cup just randomly fell over on the counter. I just figured it was the ghost cat knocking it over like a cat does. No big deal. It's doing it's thing.
A couple months ago or so, one afternoon, I was in the bathroom on the first floor sitting on the toilet clipping my nails, and I felt a hard tug on the hood of my jacket. That kind of spooked me, but I thought it may have been the ghost cat again tugging on me, but it was just so odd that maybe it wasn't a cat. Obviously spirits can reach through walls. I still believe that one was human.
Then, last week, one afternoon, I was in the 1st floor bathroom again washing my hands, and I heard my container of blood pressure pills hit the kitchen floor. I didn't think much of it at first, but then I went back out, it was on the other side of the kitchen, as though it had been tossed across the kitchen.
The last few days, while having my "nightcap" before bed, I felt a tug on the neck of my coat behind me, similar to what happened previously (though no hood on this jacket this time). However, I have my "nightcaps" standing up. I am not sitting down.
Perhaps those are due to the wind as I have the door cracked to air out the cigar, but I stand far enough away from the door, that it couldn't be the wind I feel. I'm also in the basement. I like to think that perhaps the tugs I felt in the basement were from the spirit of my Dad, as I'm near his guitar studio, but he died in hospital when my sister and I agreed to pull the plug in March 2023. Who knows.
Though I haven't felt any tugs tonight, so maybe it was just the wind these past few nights. Again, who knows.
Anyway, I'm not scared or anything, as I feel with spirits (if you believe in them like I do), just leave them alone, let them have their fun, and everything is fine (assuming they are friendly spirits).
I'm interested in hearing similar stories if any of you have some.
One night in May 2023, I saw the shadow of a cat walking into the laundry room on the 2nd floor. Confused, I was convinced Cookie and Missy (my cats) were on the 1st floor, if not outside, so I went to the 2nd floor to the laundry room to check it out. There was no cat. Cookie was outside, and Missy was in the first floor.
I saw the shadow again walking around the top of the stairs near the laundry room in June 2023, August 2023, and earlier this year around June as well. I haven't seen it since.
I'm convinced it was Putty, as she had died in the house in her sleep in her later years, but the build of the shadow looked more like Bob or Tom. But Bob had either run off or was catnapped (we were always convinced he was catnapped as he was such an awesome, fun, alpha cat that basically ran the neighborhood), and Tom had been put down in his later years. Sure as hell wasn't Sparkler or Murphy, as it looked nothing like them.
A couple months later one afternoon, I was in the kitchen, and out of the corner of my eye, my empty plastic ISU stadium cup just randomly fell over on the counter. I just figured it was the ghost cat knocking it over like a cat does. No big deal. It's doing it's thing.
A couple months ago or so, one afternoon, I was in the bathroom on the first floor sitting on the toilet clipping my nails, and I felt a hard tug on the hood of my jacket. That kind of spooked me, but I thought it may have been the ghost cat again tugging on me, but it was just so odd that maybe it wasn't a cat. Obviously spirits can reach through walls. I still believe that one was human.
Then, last week, one afternoon, I was in the 1st floor bathroom again washing my hands, and I heard my container of blood pressure pills hit the kitchen floor. I didn't think much of it at first, but then I went back out, it was on the other side of the kitchen, as though it had been tossed across the kitchen.
The last few days, while having my "nightcap" before bed, I felt a tug on the neck of my coat behind me, similar to what happened previously (though no hood on this jacket this time). However, I have my "nightcaps" standing up. I am not sitting down.
Perhaps those are due to the wind as I have the door cracked to air out the cigar, but I stand far enough away from the door, that it couldn't be the wind I feel. I'm also in the basement. I like to think that perhaps the tugs I felt in the basement were from the spirit of my Dad, as I'm near his guitar studio, but he died in hospital when my sister and I agreed to pull the plug in March 2023. Who knows.
Though I haven't felt any tugs tonight, so maybe it was just the wind these past few nights. Again, who knows.
Anyway, I'm not scared or anything, as I feel with spirits (if you believe in them like I do), just leave them alone, let them have their fun, and everything is fine (assuming they are friendly spirits).
I'm interested in hearing similar stories if any of you have some.
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