This all started last Spring. My neighbor and I were
sitting in her front yard. I knew she had a ghost man in
her house at the time. About ten years ago, the ex-
boyfriend of the woman who lived in her house shot himself
in the front doorway after she refused to take him back.
Ever since my neighbor moved into the house, strange things
would happen. The first thing that happened was that one
of the collector plates that she had hanging on her kitchen
wall would be sitting under her table every morning (this
made since after she found out from another neighbor that
the man had a cat and he use to leave it milk under the
table). He would also touch her and make noises.
Well, me being the idiot that I am, sort of invited him to
live with me. We were talking about something that she was
afraid of and I said, "Well, I'm not afraid of anything...
Not even your ghost!" Pretty stupid thing to say in
hindsight.
That same night I was watching a movie. It was pretty late
and when it was over, I stood up from the couch to go to
bed. Just then, someone blew in my ear. It gave me the
creeps and I remembered what I had said earlier. I
shrugged it off though and went to bed.
Nothing happened for the next week. Then the following
weekend my mother came to my house to watch movies and she
spent the night. It was kind of cold outside so I turned
the heat on. The next morning she and I were in the
kitchen and she commented on the cold air that was coming
from the heat vent. I reminded her that I had turned the
heat on the night before, but I went and checked on it
anyway. You can imagine my surprise when I saw that the
thermostat had been pushed all the way over from 'heat'
to 'cool'. I had already told Mom about the blowing in my
ear and she said that maybe the ghost next door had done it.
A few minutes later, I went to let my oldest son out of his
room. He is severely disabled and often he would get up in
the middle of the night and instead of waking me up he
would go directly to the kitchen and pull everything out of
the refrigerator. I would find him (and my floor) asleep
there the next morning covered in dried food. I dealt with
this for a few years until I woke up one night to hear the
bathroom water running. I went in there and he was in the
tub with the cold water running full blast just playing.
That scared me. If I hadn't woke up, he could have drowned
or scalded himself with hot water. So now I have a chain
lock on the outside of his door so that he can't get out at
night. When I went to unlock his door that morning
however, it was already unlocked! This has happened
several times since then, and I don't like it! I lock that
door for my son's own safety.
One other thing that makes me belive that my neighbor's
ghost moved to my house is his attitude towards my
boyfriend. This past summer my boyfriend stayed with me
for a few weeks. Whenever he was there the air conditioner
would freeze up. My landlord's handyman came to fix it,
but couldn't really find anything wrong with it. Still it
would freeze up whenever we went to bed. As soon as my
boyfriend left it worked just fine. He came back and spent
a couple more weeks with us and the same thing happened.
Once again, when he left we had no more problems.
The ghost seems to like to hang around my oldest though.
Most of what happens centers around him. One night my
boyfriend was laying in my bed reading and I was in the
living room watching TV. Before I go to bed each night I
check on my kids. This night when I went to check on my
oldest the door was once more unlocked. Since my room is
right across the hall from his room, I asked my boyfriend
if he had unlocked the door. He said he hadn't and he knew
that I had locked it earlier because we put the boys into
bed together. Needless to say, my boyfriend was a little
freaked by this. He had been laying right there within
sight of the door and had seen nor heard nothing!
Later that same night, he was woke up by my son laughing in
his room. He said he went to listen at the door and he
thought he heard a man's voice speaking to my son. He went
out of the house to look in the window instead of going in
because he said he wanted to catch whoever was in there.
Well, there was no one else in the room! He said my son was
just staring at thin air and laughing. So what did my
brave hunk of man do you may ask?... He came running back
in with his tail tucked between his legs and jumped in bed
with me! I still laugh at him about that! He will never
live it down. Not after he left my son alone with a ghost!
I don't think this is a mean spirit. I think he likes to
keep my son company, but I still want him gone. His
behavior (i.e. unlocking the door) could potentially be
dangerous to my son.
Contact me here: machininggirl@aol.com
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