Have you read the previous parts of this story? Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 1
Having ‘grown up haunted’ with the full spectrum of experiences; full bodied apparitions, EVPs, apports, residual and seemingly intelligent hauntings, as a family we concede we are probably a little ‘sensitive’.
As a teenager I found I did have a receptive audience for my stories amongst my peers but as a result I don’t recall too many ‘sleep overs’ at my house. One friend who did decide she would sleep over had an experience I never witnessed and I only have her word for it. She was going to be sleeping in my bedroom with me, first on the right along the hall.
We were watching TV, when she got up to go to the toilet, first on the left along the hall and to hear her tell it every door in the hall (6 in total) were all wide open when she walked in – she came out of the toilet and noted all were closed as she walked to the bathroom (second on the left) where she washed her hands – walking out she claimed all the doors were open again – she was confused but was still being logical and shook it off thinking maybe she had been mistaken, when she crossed the hall into my bedroom (closing the door) to change into her night dress and dressing gown.
When she came out of my room and opened the door – every door in the hall was closed – including the one that led to the loungeroom where I was seated! She came running out to me (dare I say it) as white as a ghost, adamant all the doors in my house were opening and closing by themselves! I hadn’t left the loungeroom and we were the only people in the house and given our history – I had no reason to disbelieve her. I never saw or heard a thing. She never stayed the night again.
As my sisters moved away (for the second time) and I myself grew up and moved into a house of my own – the old house grew very quiet. We would call mum and to this day we all still enquire “How’s the ghost?” and mum will say its quiet or reveal some little bump in the night that has transpired recently.
I have grown very fond of our ghost in my mother’s house and thinking of the inevitable future, wonder what will happen when it is eventually sold and perhaps strange people live there… it will be interesting. But just because we moved from that house didn’t mean my family’s experiences were over… we could see and sense ghosts and as we would learn… we tended to bump into them all over the place!
Written by Jennifer Mills-Young, Copyright 2009
Have you read the previous parts of this story? Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 1 ~~ Growing up Haunted in Sydney Part 9
Part 11 will be here on Dec. 27!