I lived in a beautiful Victorian home when I was just out of college. I had the lower flat of a huge house. Anyway, when I would come home from work, I'd take my necklace off and leave it on the dining room table. I'd be getting ready to go out (shower and dress) and I'd go back to the table for my necklace and it'd always be gone. I would find it in the strangest places ... in the china cabinet, on the mantlepiece ... places where I wouldn't put it. I would even leave a note on the table stating that I put the necklace on the table (b/c I thought I was going crazy!). Sure enough, I'd go for the necklace and it'd be gone. I'd find it the next day somewhere other than the table.
When Daxx and I moved into our new home, I was bringing up boxes. As I was coming up the stairs (they curve around), I swear I saw a man in jean overalls and a plaid shirt standing at the top of the stairs near the boxes. It was one of those "did I just see what I thought I saw?" moments. So, I said "Oh ... we're living here now and we're really happy this is our house and we'll take good care of it!" I have yet to see that figure again.
I used to work in a turn-of-the century mansion that used to be someone's home. When I'd work late at night w/my team, we'd hear sounds of children giggling and running. We'd always go check it out, wondering whose kids were in the building at such a late hour (sometimes 1 am). We were discussing the children at one of the holiday office parties and the owner of the company said that they were spirits and have been in the mansion for a long time.
When a friend of mine moved into his house, he would always smell pipe tobacco. He isn't a smoker (pipe or otherwise) and lived alone. One day, he was in his attic putting things away and he stumbled upon this rolled up piece of paper. He opened it up and it was a drawing of a man smoking a pipe. He took the paper to some neighbors who had lived there for awhile and they said "Oh, yeah -- that's a drawing of John. He owned the house long before you bought it! Have you ever smelled his pipe tobacco?" It turns out that the previous owners also smelled the tobacco smoke and they all attributed it to the ghost of John.
When Daxx and I moved into our new home, I was bringing up boxes. As I was coming up the stairs (they curve around), I swear I saw a man in jean overalls and a plaid shirt standing at the top of the stairs near the boxes. It was one of those "did I just see what I thought I saw?" moments. So, I said "Oh ... we're living here now and we're really happy this is our house and we'll take good care of it!" I have yet to see that figure again.
I used to work in a turn-of-the century mansion that used to be someone's home. When I'd work late at night w/my team, we'd hear sounds of children giggling and running. We'd always go check it out, wondering whose kids were in the building at such a late hour (sometimes 1 am). We were discussing the children at one of the holiday office parties and the owner of the company said that they were spirits and have been in the mansion for a long time.
When a friend of mine moved into his house, he would always smell pipe tobacco. He isn't a smoker (pipe or otherwise) and lived alone. One day, he was in his attic putting things away and he stumbled upon this rolled up piece of paper. He opened it up and it was a drawing of a man smoking a pipe. He took the paper to some neighbors who had lived there for awhile and they said "Oh, yeah -- that's a drawing of John. He owned the house long before you bought it! Have you ever smelled his pipe tobacco?" It turns out that the previous owners also smelled the tobacco smoke and they all attributed it to the ghost of John.
! Keep them coming!
If they are good spirits you are just supposed to ask them politely to leave.
