The Ghost-us With the Most-us
For YEARS now, we've had incidents at our house. Strange incidents. In fact, I've blogged about them in the past. I'm too lazy to go back and find those posts, but here's a brief rundown:
1. While standing in the shower in our master bath, the light was off. I watched the light go on, and switch go from down to up. I yelled at 'it' to stop, and it did.
2. The jets in our jacuzzi would come on at all hours of the night, only a few times in the day. Once, my son was in the bath and I was next to him in the tub, making sure he didn't splash water out and what not. The jets came on and scared us both. He refused to get back in that bath tub for many months.
3. My son and I were laying on the bed in our master bedroom, reading his 'night-night' books, and the music box came on by itself. Hadn't been played in ... years.
4. We had a friend over one night to watch a movie. My son was still small enough to be in a crib, and unable to crawl out. The friend had a dog, but the dog never left his side, ever. I came upstairs to see that the contents on our kitchen island had been totally upended. Vase of flowers knocked over, papers all of the floor, and the vent from behind the stove (you push a button, it comes up) was up and going at full blast. I was freaked enough, as my husband, that we literally went through the house thinking we might have an intruder. It was unlikely, but it looked that bad.
So, under the advisement of 'those in the know', I told 'it' to stop. I asked that it quit scaring my son, and stop messing with things. That was in June, roughly. And nothing has happened, or at least that I've noticed, until last night.
I had been trying to keep my son in bed. I had gone up about three times to put him back into bed. I came back downstairs into the kitchen/family room, and decided to turn OFF all the lights - and watch the World Series. I put the switches DOWN.
LIKE THIS:
And before I go any further, here's the room I'm talking about:
(You can see all the lights that were affected. The chair with the blanket in it is the one I was sitting in, and the light switch panel is to the right of our fridge (black thing in the background). And this pic was taken a few years ago, so that slide is gone, for whatever it's worth!)
I was sitting in my chair, laptop in lap, watching the World Series. I heard the pitter patter of feet upstairs, so I yelled at my son to get back in bed. And within seconds, I heard the switch on the light downstairs in the kitchen go up. I assume this is my son, turning on the light.
I stand up, and as I turn the corner, ALL THE LIGHTS start flickering. Not a little, but honestly (and totally cliche) like you see in the horror flicks. Flickering, half buzzing, I expecting the bulbs to pop, actually.
And my son? No where near. All lights are 'dancing', if you will, and making crazy sounds. Completely not normal. We've never had ANY ISSUES with the lights in this area, ever.
I go over to the light panel, and the light panel switches are all staggered now, and the one in the middle is flipped up. So not kidding.
So, again, I yell. I yell at it to stop, I tell it that if it wants me to know who it is,this isn't the way to go about an introduction.
And it stopped.
I put the switches to off, and promptly ran my ass all the way upstairs to my son's room, crawled in bed with him (my husband was gone for a few hours). My son was petting my arm, telling me 'no mommy, no scary monsters here, nice ghost!' - and I laid there for a bit,freaking out.
Say what you will, but I lived in MANY houses in my life. I've NEVER seen lights to do what they do in this house. Our electricians say our wiring is just fine. No light bulbs burned out, it affected bulbs and halogen lights, track lighting, the works.
Explain THAT to me!
EDIT: And yes, we are a 'new build'. I'm tired of "but you can't have a ghost because it's a 'new build'. Like that fucking matters. I've read, talked to some folks, and they all say that the dead - if leaving under 'good' circumstances - will come back to a place that made them happy, or they had a 'good memory' there. Our house is built on an old Air Force Base, with barracks where our house sits now. There is something going on here, and it has nothing to do with 'new build' or not.
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