I See Dead People
We have a 'new' house. It's a new build, anyway. It's a home built on top of an old Air Force base. There were barracks here to begin with. We are also not that far from a cemetery, like, a stone's throw.
And this is important to note because our city moved their first cemetery from 'in town' to this which was considered 'in the country'. They hired some shady dudes to move the bodies, and they weren't always moving them correctly. Some heads and legs would end up in a coffin, maybe, but certainly not all body parts of said dead person, or even OF the same dead person. (Sidenote: this is why a certain park where the first cemetery was has a lot of spooky sightings, but I digress ... )
We have been living in this house for 5 1/2 years. No one has lived here before us. And almost immediately, there was something going on in the upstairs bathroom.
I've mentioned it before on the blog, actually. The jets in the master bathroom would come on by themselves, all hours of the day or night. There was really no pattern to them coming on, but they'd turn on and not turn off unless you did so yourself. So, me being the good girl who didn't believe in ghosts, I figured it was a quirky short in the electrical circuits, or maybe it was the design of the tub (the jets might need to blow out now and then).
Last year sometime, I was standing in the shower with the lights OFF. I look over and the light switch by my shower goes UP and the light comes ON. I reached out, turned off the light, and yelled, "Knock it off!!" to whatever the hell was in my bathroom. It quit.
And lights are always doing funny things in that bathroom. The lights above the vanity will come on when you are in the other room. I've not paid much attention to see any switches go up; I just know they are going on BY THEMSELVES.
With all of that said, I've been pretty good humored about these incidents. I haven't felt that anything bad is going on. I don't get the impression that if it is a spirit, that it's a bad one. Kind of feels a bit like a prankster, you know?
But - this brings me to the last few weeks. After a dry spell, something's up again. My husband was giving my son a bath down the hall, and I was in our room, laying on the bed, resting for a minute (you know, a self-imposed Mommy TimeOut). It's quiet. I'm relaxing and the damn MUSIC BOX starts playing.
Say what??
I sat up and looked around. I see nothing, but it's playing real slow - like it's at the end of the wind-up. No one has been playing that music box.
Also, my son was in our bath last week. I'm sitting at the edge of the bath with a glass of wine, watching him take his bath. And again, those blasted jets turn on without either of us touching it, and my little boy jumped three feet into the air, out of the tub, and is now scared of 'water bubbles'.
I'd say this has been limited to only the upstairs bathroom and bedroom, except for one incident that happened roughly three months ago. We had our friend over for dinner and a movie. He brought his dog. We all went into the basement to watch this movie. And you must know, his dog never leaves his side. Ever.
I went upstairs to get something from the kitchen, and my kitchen is jacked. up. The vent from behind the stove is up and on at full blast, and pretty much everything on my kitchen island was on the floor. I yelled for HDHusband, who then went room to room in the house thinking we had someone who had busted in.
Honestly.
There are many thoughts that are going through my mind ...
My husband wondered if it could be my dad or his mom. I can tell you my dad wouldn't be flipping on a music box and trying to scare my kid out of the bath. His mom wouldn't be cranking on the stove vent and knocking my flowers over.
I have no other explanation for any of these occurances, but seriously, if you HAVE ONE I haven't thought of, I'll welcome the ideas and suggestions on what to do.
Labels: around the house, ghosts
