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My Old Home on Easton

Posted on May 18, 2010

When I was still a baby my mom and dad bought a house on Easton. It was a big home, perfect for a family of four… my mom, dad, brother, sister and me (of course). The basement was the weirdest part as well as the upstairs, I always felt like something was there with me. I remember asking someone in my family to walk me to the bathroom at night cause I felt that something was watching my from behind. At the age of 12 my brother was diagnosed with neuroblastoma cancer. My family spent most of the time going back and forth from Cornwall to Toronto Ontario for operations in chemo. After awhile the cancer was cured. But at the same time my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. She died when I was 8 years old. That’s when everything started happening. On a trip to the grocery store (just my dad and my sister) my father told her that our home was used for a “crazy people home” – as my dad likes to say. That night when my dad was gone my sister told me and my brother.

After a few weeks I started to feel as though someone was constantly watching me…and no matter how high I turned up the heat it was always cold. a lot happened in that house but 2 experiences I remember most.

1 – I always use to sleep down stairs on the couch in the living room. most times id wake up in the early morning (4:00 am) and id have that feeling someone was beside me. so being a kid id turn on the TV and it usually calmed me down so id be able to sleep again. on one occasion when I woke up, I found the lights where off but the TV was on… my dad always left the lights on. because I was facing the toward where the wall was I went to re-position myself so I faced the outside. I turned to find-just a few feet ahead of me – a male in a black and white tux and a women in what looked to be a wedding gown. the women looked beautiful (kinda like my mom on her wedding day), while the man looked as though he abused women. I was scared. I felt as though I couldn’t move, like I was to afraid to think, my mind froze. After a few minutes the women disappeared while the man stayed. I regained myself and finally took off upstairs.

2 – Again I woke up at 4 am but with the lights on and TV off – like most times. this time I turned the TV on until my brother came home. I turned it off and pretended to be asleep. he went to his room in the basement then left again. After a few minutes of hearing the door shut I heard what seemed to be people having a conversation in the basement. I got up and opened the door to my brothers room to see if he was down there with his friends. when I opened it the chatting stopped… but I felt as though there where people down there… but there was no one. I shut the door and continued to search for the conversations… I looked out every window to see if it was my brother and his friends outside, I re-checked the basement and then going back to the windows… I found no one. I went back to my couch and the talking started again.

We are moved out now. My brother is 22 and my sister is 20, and I am only 13. As much as I was afraid in that house I miss it. But there is one thing that happened in our apartment that I’m still suspicious of. I was sound asleep in my tiny room… my desk with my lamp on it was right near my bed… if anyone came in at night I would have heard them go beside my bed. What happened was… when I go to sleep I keep the TV on and the light off… this one night I woke up and my lamp was on. I know that I turned the light off at night… and its impossible for me not to hear someone come into my room at night ad turn the lamp on when its that close to my bed. That night I was unable to sleep and had to watch the TV till I was able to regain my thoughts and calm myself down.

There is no doubt that my old home on Easton (that I still like calling my home) was and probably still is haunted. I find it funny that no sooner someone moves in that house its back up for sale in a little over a month.

Sent in by Sabrina Altieri, Copyright 2010




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