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Date: Thu, 2 Apr 1998 14:58:40 -0800 (PST)
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In June of 1997, we moved into an old farmhouse in Buckfield, Maine. The 150 year old home needed lots of repairs. We had to tear down walls and ceilings that were cracking with age. Within the walls we found brochures that were over 120 yrs old. We even found wooden, hand-carved tops, and a leather bound child's notebook with hand drawings of women in turn-of-the-century dresses with huge bonnets.
One evening, my husband left after midnight to deliver papers on his rural route. I was awakened to an extremely loud sound. The closest I can come to describing it would be to compare it to the sound of plucking a string on a large bass violin on an amplifier turned up very high. The sound resonated and then slowly became lower and softer until it finally faded away. I could not tell you exacted where the sound came from except that it was outside of my bedroom door. I did not sleep for the remainder of the night.
Several nights later, I sat in the living room. My daughter had gone out with some friends and was to return later. I had one light on in the living room and was watching television. Suddenly the kitchen light turned on. I got up expecting to see my daughter but nobody was in the kitchen. I went to her room and opened the door. She still had not returned.
One day I stood in the bathroom with the door open. I heard footsteps going by in the living room. I turned and caught a glimpse of what I thought was my daughter rushing through in a black dress, going towards the front bedroom. I turned back to the mirror and just then my daughter walked in with a blue shirt and jeans on. I asked her if she had just gone to the front bedroom but she said she hadn't.
Another evening after my husband and I had already gone to bed, my daughter was in her bedroom when suddenly she heard loud knocking on her door. Thinking it was me, she said "Come in", but the door didn't open. She looked out into a dark empty kitchen....no one was there. My husband and I had been sleeping for several hours.
My daughter and I decided to try setting up a video cam one evening. We set up the camera facing the living room and left the light on in the dining room so that we could see some detail. The tape would only last 4 hours but we just wanted to see if we would capture anything on film. The following day we found that most of the tape would show cars occasionally driving past the front windows. We could clearly hear them approaching and going by. Once in a while though, small lights would appear at one end of the room and travel to the opposite end, usually entering from the bathroom or the front hallway and they would always travel a different path. We checked to make sure that no traffic was going past close to the time of the lights. At one point, a circular transparent orb floated across the room and then just disappeared. We also could here rustling at times in the background.
One morning as I stood at the top of the stairway, the loud moaning of a female could be heard. My husband heard it also as he lay in bed. I honestly thought that my husband was trying to play a trick on me. The sound seemed like something that would be used in making a Hollywood movie. My husband to this day denies that he had anything to do with the moaning. I searched the entire downstairs looking for a tape recorder but couldn't find any. I even checked the only tape recorder we have in the house.
My daughter had just come out of her downstairs bedroom and she saw me walking through the living room. She called me and started to follow the figure through the living room and the figure turned the corner into the front hall when I suddenly opened the door from the bathroom. We checked the house, but no one else could be found.
Everything settled down once that the walls and ceilings were put up. We had thought that the spirits had finally gone back to sleep. But two weeks ago as my daughter was up late alone on the computer, she noticed a horrible odor to her right. The smell was nowhere else except next to her right side.
Perhaps the ghost hasn't left but is quietly accepting our presence. Perhaps...