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Ghost Stories February 2003
House with an Evil History
From : sburmann@uta.com

Here's some paranormal experiences I have had at my grandmother's house. Maybe you can add this to your Web Site (which is pretty good I might add)? Sorry it's kind of long (a lot of stuff happened).


For years, while I was growing up, I never liked to go to my grandparents' house. Though I love my grandparents dearly (we're quite close), I dreaded spending the night at their house. Rarely did I spend more than one night over there without going home. There was something eerie about that house. Two years ago, at our Christmas gathering, I discovered it had quite an undesirable history.


It was Christmas, and my paranormal experiences were confirmed by several members of my family. We were talking in the living room when my mother came in and asked, "Who's baby is in the dining room?" Since nobody had a baby at the party, several women went in to check. The baby crawled in the middle of the floor and faded away in front of my aunts. They came back a little shaken up and told me and my brothers what happened. We got to talking about all our experiences in that house.


 BTW: There was an infant who died in that house years ago.
 

My grandparents live in a big, 4 story house built around the turn of the century. It has a large, cement porch on the front of it. All my life, when I entered the basement and went to the cellar directory under the porch, I would get a sharp mental image of a man, blue, and with a bleeding forehead. It was just an image, and I avoided that part of the basement. 


Many years later while talking to my mom and aunts (who grew up in the house), one of the first owners of the house was involved in the mafia.


He disappeared one day, when shortly after, the porch was built. To this day, I am trying to convince my grandparents to let me dig under the porch.


The more frightening experience I had was in my uncle's old room. When I was 17, my grandparents let me alone in the house for a few hours.


While they were gone, I grew nuts, and decided to confront my fears and explore the big house. I went upstairs to get to the attic, which the stairwell is through my uncle's room. I hated to go in my uncle's room, even with my grandfather in the daytime. As I stood in the stairwell, I got another sharp mental image of a teenager hanging himself at that very spot. At the Christmas party, my grandma told me a teenager had hung himself in the stairwell to the attic. My uncle also told me, something would rip his sheets off his bed at night and told him to leave the room. It was the teenager's room.


 My aunts and mother also told me there were the spirits of an elderly couple who died in the house that occupy my grandparents room. That could be why I always felt like I was being watched when I went in there. These ghosts and the ghost of the baby were frequently seen by my aunts, mother, and uncle. I am the only one who has seen visions of the dead owner of the house.


 The only room I felt safe in was my mother's old room (I didn't know it was her room). I told her I was not afraid in this room and she said it was her old room. She blessed it with an angel that she said protected her. I believe that angel is still there, for that room provides a strange calmness and a "refuge from the evil in the rest of the house".


 In all, a lifetime of unpleasant experiences were discussed that night by our family. On one hand it felt good to finally tell someone, on the other hand, I'm shocked at the bad history associated with that house.

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