From: "Daniel Bower" (highlander425_@hotmail.com)
To: obiwan@ghosts.org
Subject: True Ghost stories
Date: Thursday, June 20, 2002 7:18 AM
Location: Lismore, New South Wales, Australia
I submitted my story on your page but it was rather large so i thought i would email it too:
I live in Lismore, NSW, Australia, it is located near the coast in northern australia i moved to the house with my parents three years ago, after my father got a transfer to work in the hospitial. The house that me, my father and occupy looks ordinary to the rest of the houses in the street, but in the inside, well thats a bit different.
For the first year we have been living here it was 'normal' my father and mother work most of the day and night, so i have the house to myself most of the time. As time passed, in the second year of residence things started to happen, footsteps could be heard around the house, we have wooden floor boards so it is quite easy to hear footsteps, i heared them all the time, night, day, whenever, at first i thought it was our dogs, but no it wasn't. (I have a really freaky story to do with this, but that will be later) Than things started to get worse, we are now in the third year of residence and ALOT of things have been happening as of late, first of all, the footseps, they are a VERY regular occurence. now i hear tapping on the windows i use my computer all the time, i am a geek in fact, my computer screen faces the window like so (a very poor diagram):
|D| = Door
==============|D|=
Computer and TV |
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Bed | |
==Windows Windows=|
So i have my back to the window, at night, i have heard tapping on my windows, it is very distinctive, there are no trees near the windows, out the window there is a balcony though. on the first i get up to see what the noise is (hesitiantly) pulling the curtains back their is nothing, my parents are out and no-one else is visible, this happens only at night though i've noticed and rather late (only past midnight), my door opens itself, my light turns on by it's self, once i went out and turned the radio on to 'fool' people (robbers) to think that their was someone home, i put it on 100.9fm a station that plays pop, i go out for a few hours around 10am, later i come home (3pm) and walking up the driveway and i hear something, it was classical music, i thought to myself, oh my parents must be home, but they don't listen to classical music. I walked up the stairs and opened to the door, the radio was playing classical, i checked the station, it was on the AM band on 91am or something, this freaked me out, i checked around and nothing had been taken or anything out of place, i turned it off and went to play Unreal Tournement, than while playing i got the biggest chill down my spine, i froze with fear, i had not been this afraid in my life, i had no idea what had brang this on it came over me in a split second, i stood up and left the house, i had too, it is really hard to describe, but i just had to leave i did so, i went out to the front garden and sat for half an hour until it had fully passed, i than went inside, everything was normal.
My parents also experience what i do, although not as often they hear the footsteps and tapping, actually i hear them now.
Anyways, the newest thing to happen, had taken place a week ago, Brendan a friend of mine came to stay the night after school on friday and like all of my friends, he didn't beleive me. the night was normal i didn't hear anyfootsteps or bangings, nothing happened, we went to be at midnight, my father was working at the hospital and my mother was home asleep. i slept in my bed, Brendan on the ground his feet facing the door, we both fell asleep, he woke up around 2:18 he heard footsteps, from far away and slowly getting closer, getting heavier, untill they stopped, the door than slammed open, he screamed his head off nobody was there, he woke me and my mother up, than he starts pointing towards the door yelling "what the f*** was that!" understandable really, after that it was an hour until he slept again i voluntered to wait up with him, i told him some of the other things that had happened (which i know wasn't a good idea) and i told him what our neighbours say about this house and it's 'colorful' background, it was a drughouse, there are stories of murders, people hanging out my window bleeding to death, than it was a students accomidation house, than a family moved in, but left within a year for 'unknown' reasons. That is were we came in. also some other stuff have happened, i once woke up on the kitchen table and to anyone's knowledge i never sleep walk. things go missing, anything from knives to my koystick, they appear everywhere! usually high places though.
I think that is enough for now, but chances are i will write again, since this sorta stuff always happens.