A year after getting married my husband and I decided to
buy another house as we were currently living in my first
house, which was a two up two down cottage. We sold my
house in January of that year and we had to be out of it by
March. The house that we wanted to buy was taking a long
time to go through, due to various problems, so we had to
find somewhere to live.
We moved back in with my parents who live in the same
village but it isn’t practical to move back home with a
husband and two cats as we found out. We spoke to the
estate agents who very kindly offered to help us. There was
a house in the neighbouring city of Ely which they were
having trouble selling. They said that they would ask the
seller if we could rent it on a month-by-month basis.
They got back to us to say that would not be a problem as
long as we produced our marriage certificate as the owner
was very Christian and would not have people living in sin
in his property.
So we left most of our belongings in my parent’s garage and
moved into this small house with our two cats.
The house was built onto the side of a Hall house, it was
again a two up two down property. The stairs were in the
main living room. We had put our sofa under the stairs
looking into the living room.
Not long after we had moved in I noticed that when sitting
on the sofa you could feel a rush of air like someone had
walked briskly passed you. I thought nothing more of it
until I noticed that both cats were fixated with the stairs
and they would sit at the bottom of the stairs looking up,
if you got their attention they would quickly go back to
staring up the stairs. This disconcerted me but I didn’t
say anything to my husband in case he thought I was going
mad.
My husband was working for a nursery at the time and as it
was Spring it was their busiest time which meant he was
working very long hours leaving the house at seven in the
morning and not getting back until ten at night.
The bathroom was at the top of the stairs and one night
whilst I was there on my own I was sitting on the toilet
when I became aware of the most oppressive feeling. I felt
that there was a presence there and it wasn’t very happy.
No really knowing what to do I explained to whatever it was
that I sensed it was there and I didn’t want to see it and
I was sorry that we were in it’s space but it was only for
a little while and could it please leave us alone. The
atmosphere started to dissipate and although shaken by the
experience I still didn’t tell my husband about it in case
he scoffed at me.
A few weeks after that experience I came down with
bronchitis and I was off work. I had been to the doctors
and was given some antibiotics to which I had an allergic
reaction. I had to quickly get to the doctors as I was
going into anaphylactic shock my friend managed to get me
to the doctors on time where they gave me adrenalin and
anti-histamines.
Dave rushed back from work to be with me and we went back
to the house. That night he slept on the sofa bed
downstairs as I was breathing heavily and snoring from the
bronchitis.
In the early hours of the morning he came upstairs
absolutely white as a sheet with a cold sweat all over his
body. I calmed him down and asked him what was wrong. He
said that he had been having a vivid dream where something
was trying to take him back in time through his life. He
had just got to the point where he was going back into the
womb when he managed to wake himself up. He felt that if he
had carried on dreaming he would have died and that
something was trying to take over him.
I explained to him the feelings I had been having about the
place and he said he had noticed them too but didn’t say
anything as he didn’t want to frighten me.
We only had one more experience in that house before we
left and moved into our present house. I was having a bath
and Dave was sat in the bathroom with me, as I didn’t like
being there on my own, when the book I was reading was
knocked out of my hands into the bath. You could see it was
knocked out of my hands rather than me dropping it.
Thinking back on it we wonder if we manifested something in
the house due to the amount of stress we were under in
terms of buying a new property etc. It turns out that the
wall under the stairs used to be a passage that connected
to the Hall house, and the property we were staying in was
the servant’s quarters. The house was around when Cromwell
and his men were in Ely and we wonder if someone’s life was
taken before their time was due.
I guess we shall never really know but five years later
that house is still on the market I guess people can just
sense the atmosphere when they walk in.
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