Did that subject reel you in?
Good! This really is about some funny stuff going on in my house. *nods*
Now, I grew up in a big old Victorian. I got used to funny noises, happenings, and sights as I grew up. So if someone says a place is haunted, I don't get too worked up. Several years ago, when I worked for an auction company, we spent the night in a house that we were auctioning. It had a 'history'. Bwah ha ha. It was a few hours drive to get there, so when we got to the town, we stopped at a convenience store. When we told a couple of cops where we were going, one's eyes got big and he said, "You're not spending the night, are you? I wouldn't spend the night there." LOL
I didn't get much sleep that night. Not because I was spooked, but because my two roommates were. The bedroom door kept opening and closing, and no matter how many times I told them it was just cross breeze from all the open windows, they fretted and yelped all night.
So on to the present. We built our house in 2006 on the spot where another house had burned down (no one died in the fire or was even injured). Over the past few years I've seen a lot of movement in our hallway (out of the corner of my eye). Where I sit on the couch in the evenings, I can see the hallway in my peripheral vision and I often catch movement. Some of it can be explained away by movement in my son's room, etc., but not all of it. Does it bother me? Not in the least. I often tell myself it's our dog Marnie who passed away in 2007. She was a big dog, so you'd see her coming. LOL
A few weeks after we got the puppy, Aggie, I thought to myself, 'Hmmmm, self, I haven't seen any shadows in the hallway recently. Maybe Marnie's jealous.'
Yes... yes I do talk to myself. Often.
A few weeks ago, I brought groceries home after work. By the time I got home it was getting dark out and the lights were on in the house. I saw someone move past the living room windows as I was pulling into the driveway. When I got out of my car, however, all my peeps were already outside waiting to help with the carrying of the groceries. I did a check: Hubby, Son 1, Son 2, Nephew. "Who's in the house?" I asked, because I had only picked up enough supper for who I knew was there and figured one of the boys slipped another friend in.
Son 1: "Nobody. We're all right here."
Me: "Someone just walked through the living room"
Son 1: rolls eyes.
Last night, after dark, I was playing outside with Aggie pup. We were near the kitchen door when the outside light went out. I figured we blew a light bulb and took Aggie in a few moments later. When I got in, I saw the switch was turned off. I played with it for a few seconds, seeing if I could get the light to come on if the switch was only half on - you know, to explain how it had switched off. No way could it be done. If it's pushed far enough up for the light to come on, it immediately snaps into full 'on' position.
Hubby, Son 1, Hubby's brother, and friend of Son 1 were all in the garage playing table tennis. Garage is not attached to the house and no one could have gotten by me without me seeing them. In fact, they would have had to walk through me to get from the garage into the house while I was outside. Son 2 was in the house - but you have to know son 2 the way I do to know he didn't turn off the light:
1. He doesn't have the 'practical joke' sense of humor - it just isn't him
2. He kind of lives in his room. He doesn't come out unless he needs something. Yeah, I know, not the healthiest, but then again, his mental state is not always the best, and he's most comfortable in his room. I spend time in there with him, believe me, and get him out to do things whenever I can.
So I trotted down to Son 2's room and said, "You haven't left your room since Ags and I went out, have you?
He said, "No."
I told him what happened and he laughed and said "Oooookay." LOL
Funny thing: For the very first time since we got Aggie, the snow was down enough yesterday evening so I could take her up the hill that overlooks our house to see Marnie's grave. (not that Aggie knew what she was looking at. LOL).
So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. I'm not going to say I believe in ghosts or spirits, but I like to keep my mind open to any possibility.
How about you - any ghost stories to share??
Have a great weekend, my friends!