A
ghost hunter's report about genuine paranormal activity
Ghosts In
Our House - One True Story
by Gloria
Young
I am always
approached by people who wonder why ghosts are in their homes. They
tell me a story of things that are happening in their home and then
ask me why. I have my usual set of standard questions and then what
I believe to be a rational explanation. But what happens when the
paranormal investigator's house is visited by a ghost?
My own home
has recently been visited by a ghost. My daughter had complained of
a visitor but I rather shrugged it off. My daughter is not a young
kid and old enough to know right from wrong and the difference
between reality and not, but the things that were occurring in this
detached studio were far more interesting than most places I get the
chance to investigate.
My daughter
would tell me stories of things happening and, as a mother, I would
listen and then ask questions. I figured that she was sleeping and
having a dream or that she was just dozing off and having a dream. I
didn't doubt what she was saying, just wasn't sure under what
conditions she was relaying this information to me. It wasn't until
I realized that she was actually beginning to get scared. Not scared
of the ghost but just generally scared that it wasn't going away.
She didn't mind it visiting but when the voices started, she was
just a bit freaked out.
Over the
course of time this ghost would really tease my daughter. He was
setting off the motion detectors that led to her studio directly
behind our house. There were three of them. One detector was lit as
you walked down the driveway toward the garage which was detached.
You would then jog right and another detector would set off. You
would walk about 6-7 paces and turn left. You would walk another 5-6
paces and set off another detector while you were walking up the
deck and to her door. These were being set off for no good reason.
First, I surmised it might have been a cat, squirrel or even another
rodent. Fortunately, the rodent part wasn't true because we set out
traps and never caught anything. There were cats around but they
never ran away if we walked outside or made any noises and the same
with a possible squirrel. The detectors would go on and there were
no noises. That went on for probably two months. Then came the
footsteps.
I have
described the layout of the area and if you recall, after walking up
the driveway and jogged right you would end up walking on a wooden
foot path. This became obvious footsteps after the first two
detectors would go on. This went on for another month and then the
footsteps could be heard not only on the wooden foot path but also
were beginning to walk onto the deck that led to her door. While
they were not stomping steps, they were hard foot falls like a man
would make. At least this is how she described it to me. She said
the steps coming up to her deck were enough to wake her at 3 or 4 in
the morning and since she had no curtains on the windows, she was
able to see out and there was no one standing on the deck. She even
got brave once and looked out the side of the blinds and noted that
there was no one there, not even a small person. This continued for
another few months and really began to bother her.
Finally, the
last straw was the voices. She would hear humming if she were in the
shower. She would hear a voice talking lowly in the living area of
the room. She would hear voices if she walked up the path or onto
the deck. She was getting kind of ticked off by this time as she
wasn't able to get a good night's sleep. She asked me if I would
investigate. Of course, I said yes.
I sat outside
her little studio room for three nights. No full moon. No lights. I
just sat with my cameras and recorders. I talked to him. I sang to
him. I asked him questions. I had hoped I would get a response. From
10 p.m. to 2 a.m. I sat in various positions on the deck, the foot
path and driveway and nothing. I got nothing. No pictures. No
recordings. Nothing.
On the third
day, I tried again. Talking. Singing. Pictures. Recorders. EMF
meters. Temperature sensors. I took a few pictures and finally, I
thought I saw something in my little 2 X 2 digital screen. I stood
in the same place and took another. Always take two for comparison.
I went to bed
and the next day I loaded the pictures onto the computer and was
dismayed. I didn't see anything unusual until I looked closer. There
on the screen was a ribbon. A ribbon of energy. It was the most
beautiful thing I had ever seen. I caught it. I caught whatever it
was....a ghost, the energy, the anomaly!!! I was ecstatic. That next
day I showed it to my daughter. She told me that that night she had
the best sleep she has had in a long time because nothing happened.
While I have
tried to find reasons to who it was, what was going on or why, I
still don't have answers. I do know that the gentleman (or whoever
it is) still comes around. You can tell. You can feel his presence.
He is not as noise. Not as obvious, but he's there....and he's
welcome at my house!!
I suppose
ghosts really do happen in many different places. Even those places
you least expect. Never discount those that come to visit. Just like
Santa Claus, put out a cookie or two and some milk or a beer. They
may appreciate the act of kindness!!
About the
author: Gloria Young has been a ghost hunter and paranormal
investigator for over 10 years. She is currently setting precedents
with her new upcoming book, "The Ghost Trackers Guide To Standards
And Protocols". She has also published three other books. She is
founder of the paranormal research group, "Ghost Trackers". She has
co-produced two documentaries on ghost hunting. (www.ghost-trackers.org)
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