Four years ago my family and I moved into an ex-council house. My husband and I were excited because we had a large family and the garden and house were spacious, we could see the children growing up there and eventually going off to live their lives, leaving us to retire and live together till we grew old.
The experiences started even before we moved in. I went ahead to lay some flooring and do a bit of decorating. When I was laying the flooring downstairs, I could hear running about upstairs, the footsteps were so clear. When I put the tools down, they were being moved. I tried to brush these things to one side, saying I was just being silly. Then when my husband and children moved in whatever was there seemed to feed off the busy household.
The cupboard doors in the kitchen would open and close on their own. The television was switching itself on and off. The footsteps upstairs would start every night as soon as all the children were asleep. Toys would be moved. The front door would open on its own. Eventually, the presence decided to show itself. My daughter was alone in the house, watching music on the tv, when something caught her eye beside her. There was a figure of a child, a girl in a white dress, watching the tv with my daughter! She was so frightened by this that she wouldnt be left in the house alone again, and she was sixteen!
I saw the young girl a few times, face like an angel with blond hair. When I slept, I could feel someone tugging at my legs, I felt as though I was being pulled along, and my daughter felt the same sensation.
The children were frightened to go upstairs in the end. This young girl didnt seem like she wanted to harm anyone, she just wanted to play, she was lonely and seeked attention.
I eventually asked the neighbour about the previous occupants, and they said that they were an old couple, nothing odd there I thought. They said that their cousin used to play with the old couples daughter when they were children, and then they said that their cousin had died when a child, a lovely little girl, with long blond hair.
I wonder if that same little girl was looking for her playmate still.
We eventually moved out of the house, sold it, it was all a bit to weird and upstetting for my children. I wonder if the new occupants have the same experiences now. If they have children, I am sure they do.
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