I have spent a lot of time on this site reading all the
stories. I have always been able to "tell" when I was in a
haunted place, but it was always something that I just
knew. I have never seen or experienced anything unusual
myself, until recently.
My boyfriend and I were invited to spend a few days at a
cabin in the mountains. The cabin belonged to the family
of his friend's wife. Her family had owned this cabin,
along with others in the area for over forty years. It was
a wonderful place, with a back deck right on the
riverbank. I spent a lot of time on that deck reading, and
listening to the flowing water. It was very relaxing, the
perfect vacation. The first night we were shown the room
we were going to sleep in. It was decorated in a very old
fashioned manner, with thick shag carpeting, brown and
orange flowered wallpaper with matching curtains, and an
old oil lamp. The room gave me a funny feeling, but I blew
it off, and we went to bed.
The next night my boyfriend and I decided to sleep outside
in our tent. The night was very quiet and peaceful. It
wasn't until the third day there that strange things began
happening. That morning, I decided to take a nap in the
den. I was laying on the large circular couch drifting in
and out of sleep. The door to the rest of the cabin was
closed. There were other people in the house, but I
couldn't hear them, and the door never opened. At one
point, when I was almost asleep, I saw two people approach
me, I jerked completely awake, but there was no one there.
It lasted only a second, but I had very distinct
impressions about them. It was a man and a woman. The man
had a short haircut, almost a flat top, and the woman had
long curly hair. The man was pulling her forward, as if he
wanted to show me to her, but she pulled back, almost as if
she was afraid. It was startling, but I reasoned that it
must have been a shadow, or a half asleep dream. I did
tell my boyfriend about it as soon as he woke up from his
nap in the strange bedroom. His reaction was just that it
was kind of weird.
That night was our last night at the cabin. We planned to
wake up very early and begin the long drive home. We said
our goodbyes and thank you's to our hosts and went to bed
early. I woke around 1:00 needing to go to the bathroom.
On the way to and from the bathroom I passed a door with a
large window in it leading to the front deck. I got back
to bed, and almost immediately began hearing stomping on
the deck.
The noises got louder, and became crashing
noises. I lay in bed debating whether or not I should go
peek through the door to see if I could see anything. My
first thought was that it was a bear, and that some of the
crashing sounds were from the bear trying to get into the
trash. As the sounds continued, I couldn't believe that no
one else was waking up, my boyfriend was sound asleep next
to me, and I heard nothing from any of the other rooms.
The there was one very loud violent crash, and the dog, who
was in our hosts bedroom at the other end of the hall,
barked once. In the end I was too afraid to get out of bed
and look outside. Gradually the noises died down, and I
went to sleep, expecting to wake up to find the trash can
ransacked, and other evidence of a bear visit.
A few hours
later we woke up and began to get ready to leave. It was
dark, and everyone else was asleep. I told my boyfriend
what had happened, but when we got outside, everything was
normal. The trash was in its place, lid firmly on, and
nothing else on the deck was disturbed. I couldn't
understand what had been making those sounds. I thought
what if we had been sleeping outside that night? The night
we did spend in the tent had been so quiet. Overall, I was
just a little confused about the events of the day. I
didn't really consider ghosts, especially since it was only
that bedroom that gave me the strange feeling, and nothing
strange happened in that bedroom.
A couple of weeks later, my boyfriend shocked me with a few
pieces of information:
1. The house was known by our hosts to be haunted.
2. No one heard any noises that night. No one even heard
the dog bark (and it's hard not to hear your dog bark, even
when you're asleep, especially when she's in the same room)
3. He had seen things as well. (I pressed him further,
but all he would say was that when we were all outside, he
would see things through the windows)
So what exactly did I see and hear? What is the history of
the place? Why do the owners claim that it is haunted? I
don't really know any answers, all I know is that I now
have my own ghost story to share.
Contact me here: friedchx@hotmail.com
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