I'm not sure if anyone is actually reading these blog entries anymore, which I can understand, but after years of being followed by something, a feeling, a force, who knows, but I had to step away, I needed time to recover from what ever was happening to me, and my family (and pet).
Events carried on at the property, and at some points these events actually seemed impossible to understand and document.
But I'm feeling stronger and more focused on what I am doing now, it's like my mind has cleared, which is a welcome relief.
What does that mean for you, well more posts, more photos as and when it happens.
Saturday, 8 September 2018
Thursday, 15 June 2017
A little lost
Well here we are, and yes it's been a few months since I last posted an update, and that's down to a few reasons which I will get to in a later post. But firstly just a heads up really to say I'm okay, well as good as I can be really.
A lot has happened over these last few months, and I will be bringing you some updates this very weekend as to the latest events at the flat, and some of it is pretty shocking. Again thanks for spending the time to read this blog, and all the events myself and my girlfriend have suffered here.
A lot has happened over these last few months, and I will be bringing you some updates this very weekend as to the latest events at the flat, and some of it is pretty shocking. Again thanks for spending the time to read this blog, and all the events myself and my girlfriend have suffered here.
Sunday, 2 April 2017
The other room
Well again it's been some time since I last posted on my blog, but a lot has been going on in my life, a lot of changes which I will bring you all up to date on at a later time, but first I wanted to post up about the "spare" room, or what I often referred to as the other room.
The property has a spare room that I (we) never really used, over the months my girlfriend used it as a store room, despite my original plans to use it as a reading and music room. Occasionally I would go into the room and sit in one of the chairs, but it was so uncomfortable being in there we never really used it.
I never actually saw anything in the room, but it was more a sense, a feeling, and it was really strong and fairly uncomfortable. Most of the people that visited the property would say it just felt different in that one room, and I often wonder if the shadows I saw outside the room stemmed from within.
I sat in the room one evening whilst I was alone, it was back in late February, and I swear the sense and feeling you got was as if someone had joined you, but they were all around you. A very odd sensation, and something I could never tune into. It felt like the room contained lots of voices that just wanted or were trying to talk to you all at the same time, and somewhat confusing.
The property has a spare room that I (we) never really used, over the months my girlfriend used it as a store room, despite my original plans to use it as a reading and music room. Occasionally I would go into the room and sit in one of the chairs, but it was so uncomfortable being in there we never really used it.
I never actually saw anything in the room, but it was more a sense, a feeling, and it was really strong and fairly uncomfortable. Most of the people that visited the property would say it just felt different in that one room, and I often wonder if the shadows I saw outside the room stemmed from within.
I sat in the room one evening whilst I was alone, it was back in late February, and I swear the sense and feeling you got was as if someone had joined you, but they were all around you. A very odd sensation, and something I could never tune into. It felt like the room contained lots of voices that just wanted or were trying to talk to you all at the same time, and somewhat confusing.
Saturday, 7 January 2017
Acension
Where do I start with this one, as it's not really related to the house I'm currently in, but more to do with something I witnessed first hand, which has left me thinking about how the mind works and how we perceive things that happen around us.
Around 5+ years ago at work one morning I was greeted by a rather scraggy looking cat which I quickly named Felix, due to him being black and white. Felix was very nervous around anyone or any sound, but soon became accustomed to my presence which I put down to me feeding him breakfast every day.
Over the years the cat become known to a lot of the staff I work with, and to some of our customers, yet he was never overly close to anyone that greeted him, as he always remained cautious. The oddity was that I would arrive at work early each morning and he would hear my car, and greet me with a welcoming purr and walk around my feet, then he would walk off to his plate awaiting his breakfast.
On occasions he would vanish for 2 weeks around the summer time, and we would all wonder what had happened to him, or think the worse. But he would always come back and greet me looking scraggy, which I put down to him taking a lads holiday. Well this year he never went on holiday, which was fine, he would lay on the roof at work soaking up the sun, and enjoying life.
Shortly before December he seemed to be laboring with his breathing, and despite him still greeting me each day, he wouldn't let me get overly close to him. Well one morning when I went into work he wasn't there to greet me, I felt a little more concerned due to his breathing issues and the onset of winter.
Well one day about a week later I was outside where I work, when I suddenly caught sight of Felix staggering out of a bush. I quickly approached him as he laid down on the grass, and could see his breathing was worse, yet he let me stroke him. I quickly phoned another member of staff, who refused to answer her phone, and then I phoned the work line in hope one of the other employees would answer the phone, thus allowing me to stay with the cat, whilst one of them would phone for a vet, as I had no idea of the vets phone number. Sadly nobody answered the phone, and when I returned to work I was told that they had seen me with the cat, and assumed I was ringing to tell them. I said about the cats poor condition and quickly looked up a vets number, but as I went back outside I realized that Felix had gone and I couldn't find him despite me pushing my way into the bramble bush, that was the last time I saw Felix until a few days ago.
So bringing you all up to the present day (some 5-6 weeks later from his disappearance), my boss mentioned to me one morning that one of the storage garages had a really funny smell coming from it and could I investigate, which I duly did.
Upon entering the double garage I was greeted by a very recognizable smell, and anyone that has every come across a dead animal will know exactly what I mean. So I looked around the right garage but could tell the smell was coming from the opening between the two units, and as I walked into the other garage I knew straight away that indeed an animal was inside the unit somewhere.
It's odd how you can train you smell to work out the area the smell is coming from, I could smell it was low down, but not on the ground, and despite looking as best as I could, I couldn't find the source of the smell.
Now imaging a garage full of stuff, and I mean everything from discarded bicycles to tools, skies and even an old car, none of which has been moved in 10+ years. Well my nose had worked out that the smell was coming from within the car as the window was open, yet in order to get to the car I had to climb over some garden tools and balance myself on a wooden table.
As I crawled on my belly towards the open car window I knew the smell was coming from within, at which point I took out my phone to use the flash as a source of light, as it was pretty dark, and near impossible to see inside the car. Well as I got nearer to the open car drivers window and my eyes adjusted I could make out what looked like something white on the passengers foot well. I then realized that it was an animal, and at this point my left eye was looking at my phone screen, and my right eye was looking into the cars foot well. I then realized that indeed it was Felix, and also in amazement my phone screen showed a light that was getting brighter and brighter, and I mean really bright. I pressed the button on my phone and managed to take two photos, the second one shows the inside of the car, and indeed Felix at rest in the foot well, and the first shows the same image but with a large white light shining, as well as another light source from above.
Now I have know idea what I have taken a photo of, and still can't make out what actually happened, I don't even know if I can share it on here ?. All I know is that at the time I felt immediately sad but was quickly taken over by a feeling of happiness, almost like a sense of he waited to be found, by me, and then it was closure, which isn't really how I think or feel. But maybe we can't decide how our body's react in situations like this.
Around 5+ years ago at work one morning I was greeted by a rather scraggy looking cat which I quickly named Felix, due to him being black and white. Felix was very nervous around anyone or any sound, but soon became accustomed to my presence which I put down to me feeding him breakfast every day.
Over the years the cat become known to a lot of the staff I work with, and to some of our customers, yet he was never overly close to anyone that greeted him, as he always remained cautious. The oddity was that I would arrive at work early each morning and he would hear my car, and greet me with a welcoming purr and walk around my feet, then he would walk off to his plate awaiting his breakfast.
On occasions he would vanish for 2 weeks around the summer time, and we would all wonder what had happened to him, or think the worse. But he would always come back and greet me looking scraggy, which I put down to him taking a lads holiday. Well this year he never went on holiday, which was fine, he would lay on the roof at work soaking up the sun, and enjoying life.
Shortly before December he seemed to be laboring with his breathing, and despite him still greeting me each day, he wouldn't let me get overly close to him. Well one morning when I went into work he wasn't there to greet me, I felt a little more concerned due to his breathing issues and the onset of winter.
Well one day about a week later I was outside where I work, when I suddenly caught sight of Felix staggering out of a bush. I quickly approached him as he laid down on the grass, and could see his breathing was worse, yet he let me stroke him. I quickly phoned another member of staff, who refused to answer her phone, and then I phoned the work line in hope one of the other employees would answer the phone, thus allowing me to stay with the cat, whilst one of them would phone for a vet, as I had no idea of the vets phone number. Sadly nobody answered the phone, and when I returned to work I was told that they had seen me with the cat, and assumed I was ringing to tell them. I said about the cats poor condition and quickly looked up a vets number, but as I went back outside I realized that Felix had gone and I couldn't find him despite me pushing my way into the bramble bush, that was the last time I saw Felix until a few days ago.
So bringing you all up to the present day (some 5-6 weeks later from his disappearance), my boss mentioned to me one morning that one of the storage garages had a really funny smell coming from it and could I investigate, which I duly did.
Upon entering the double garage I was greeted by a very recognizable smell, and anyone that has every come across a dead animal will know exactly what I mean. So I looked around the right garage but could tell the smell was coming from the opening between the two units, and as I walked into the other garage I knew straight away that indeed an animal was inside the unit somewhere.
It's odd how you can train you smell to work out the area the smell is coming from, I could smell it was low down, but not on the ground, and despite looking as best as I could, I couldn't find the source of the smell.
Now imaging a garage full of stuff, and I mean everything from discarded bicycles to tools, skies and even an old car, none of which has been moved in 10+ years. Well my nose had worked out that the smell was coming from within the car as the window was open, yet in order to get to the car I had to climb over some garden tools and balance myself on a wooden table.
As I crawled on my belly towards the open car window I knew the smell was coming from within, at which point I took out my phone to use the flash as a source of light, as it was pretty dark, and near impossible to see inside the car. Well as I got nearer to the open car drivers window and my eyes adjusted I could make out what looked like something white on the passengers foot well. I then realized that it was an animal, and at this point my left eye was looking at my phone screen, and my right eye was looking into the cars foot well. I then realized that indeed it was Felix, and also in amazement my phone screen showed a light that was getting brighter and brighter, and I mean really bright. I pressed the button on my phone and managed to take two photos, the second one shows the inside of the car, and indeed Felix at rest in the foot well, and the first shows the same image but with a large white light shining, as well as another light source from above.
Now I have know idea what I have taken a photo of, and still can't make out what actually happened, I don't even know if I can share it on here ?. All I know is that at the time I felt immediately sad but was quickly taken over by a feeling of happiness, almost like a sense of he waited to be found, by me, and then it was closure, which isn't really how I think or feel. But maybe we can't decide how our body's react in situations like this.
Monday, 2 January 2017
New Years Eve
It's about time I brought you up to date with some of the activities where I currently live, as I believe that things have begun to escalate a little. Whilst it's fresh in my mind I will first tell you about New Years Eve (a couple of nights ago).
So the night started off well but soon went a little sour. My girlfriend had invited her friends and family around, but due to previous commitments only her sister-in-law and her daughter actually turned up. This wasn't a problem and we seemed to congregate in the dinning room for most of the evening playing board games.
Just after 10pm my girlfriends daughter turned to her auntie and said "What is that odd noise", they both looked at each other and said there it was again. They then turned to me and said "How can you live in this house as that sounded strange". I got up and moved to their side of the room and said "I couldn't hear any noises", and asked what did it sound like, at which point my girlfriends daughter said to me that it sounded like someone was in the other side of the house, and pleaded with me to go and investigate, at which point her auntie agreed.
I quickly walked off down the hallway and checked the front door and side door of the house, but they were both locked, as I expected. I then opened the bedroom door and the spare room door, and both rooms were empty. At this point I stood between both doors at the end of the hallway and started to hear a really strange sound, now this is the hard part in trying to describe the sound I heard. Basically it was like a conversation between two people, or one person talking over and over again really quickly, but the conversation sounded like it was being spoken through a tube, like some kind of phaser sweeping effect, yet the more I listened the more I could make out the rapid conversation.
At this point I felt that whom ever was saying what they did realized that I could hear them, as it felt like the conversation was then directed at me. I was also aware that my girlfriend had gotten up and had started to walk towards me saying something, but my concentration was taken up trying to understand what was being said to me. In addition I realized that I was stood looking towards the ground and was very still and extremely cold, I was tilting my head because I felt it aided in hearing the sound in some way. Parts of the conversation were becoming clear, and at this point I became conscious of something, it was as if my mind was telling my body what I was hearing and I had to de-tune from it. This all felt to me to take a long time, but only the time it took my girlfriend to walk about 20 feet.
I then spoke up and said "I could hear something, but it just sounded like water being passed through a pipe", and my girlfriend said that she often hears animals, and we left it at that. Yet oddly for the next 20 minutes my girlfriends daughter kept looking over her shoulder and down the hallway. It wasn't that long from then that she moved to another point of the table. I would say no less than 20 minutes later both guests had left saying they didn't feel they could last until midnight to see in the new year, and went home. Yet I know they both stayed up to see in the new year.
I did message my girlfriends daughter this morning asking her about it, but she ignored my request and simply refereed to something else in my message, which says a lot to me.
So the night started off well but soon went a little sour. My girlfriend had invited her friends and family around, but due to previous commitments only her sister-in-law and her daughter actually turned up. This wasn't a problem and we seemed to congregate in the dinning room for most of the evening playing board games.
Just after 10pm my girlfriends daughter turned to her auntie and said "What is that odd noise", they both looked at each other and said there it was again. They then turned to me and said "How can you live in this house as that sounded strange". I got up and moved to their side of the room and said "I couldn't hear any noises", and asked what did it sound like, at which point my girlfriends daughter said to me that it sounded like someone was in the other side of the house, and pleaded with me to go and investigate, at which point her auntie agreed.
I quickly walked off down the hallway and checked the front door and side door of the house, but they were both locked, as I expected. I then opened the bedroom door and the spare room door, and both rooms were empty. At this point I stood between both doors at the end of the hallway and started to hear a really strange sound, now this is the hard part in trying to describe the sound I heard. Basically it was like a conversation between two people, or one person talking over and over again really quickly, but the conversation sounded like it was being spoken through a tube, like some kind of phaser sweeping effect, yet the more I listened the more I could make out the rapid conversation.
At this point I felt that whom ever was saying what they did realized that I could hear them, as it felt like the conversation was then directed at me. I was also aware that my girlfriend had gotten up and had started to walk towards me saying something, but my concentration was taken up trying to understand what was being said to me. In addition I realized that I was stood looking towards the ground and was very still and extremely cold, I was tilting my head because I felt it aided in hearing the sound in some way. Parts of the conversation were becoming clear, and at this point I became conscious of something, it was as if my mind was telling my body what I was hearing and I had to de-tune from it. This all felt to me to take a long time, but only the time it took my girlfriend to walk about 20 feet.
I then spoke up and said "I could hear something, but it just sounded like water being passed through a pipe", and my girlfriend said that she often hears animals, and we left it at that. Yet oddly for the next 20 minutes my girlfriends daughter kept looking over her shoulder and down the hallway. It wasn't that long from then that she moved to another point of the table. I would say no less than 20 minutes later both guests had left saying they didn't feel they could last until midnight to see in the new year, and went home. Yet I know they both stayed up to see in the new year.
I did message my girlfriends daughter this morning asking her about it, but she ignored my request and simply refereed to something else in my message, which says a lot to me.
Sunday, 20 November 2016
The Person Outside
I've debated with myself as to whether I should even post this, but tonight I have decided to put it "down" so to speak, so at least I have a record of it.
Over the last few months on more than a few occasions I have been walking from the kitchen through to the dinning room when I've become aware of someone being outside on or near the drive way. At first I thought to myself that it was just someone walking past the end of the drive, but you know when you just aren't happy in your own mind, and the more I thought about it the more I thought in actual fact they were stood nearer the house than the pavement.
It happened again only a couple of days ago, and it's 100% more of a dark silhouette, but I don't want this to end up as a cliché post about shadow people, although that phenomenon in itself is very frequent here.
The last time it happened I stopped in my tracks and turned around to take a look, thinking to myself maybe I confused the outline with a bush, or something random like that, but nothing.
Over the last few months on more than a few occasions I have been walking from the kitchen through to the dinning room when I've become aware of someone being outside on or near the drive way. At first I thought to myself that it was just someone walking past the end of the drive, but you know when you just aren't happy in your own mind, and the more I thought about it the more I thought in actual fact they were stood nearer the house than the pavement.
It happened again only a couple of days ago, and it's 100% more of a dark silhouette, but I don't want this to end up as a cliché post about shadow people, although that phenomenon in itself is very frequent here.
The last time it happened I stopped in my tracks and turned around to take a look, thinking to myself maybe I confused the outline with a bush, or something random like that, but nothing.
Wednesday, 9 November 2016
Standing Still
Orbs, now here's a funny thing, some of the very early photos I took of this place contained what could be described as an Orb, and I've often treated these things as bit's of dust floating around, but I thought I would share with you some stills taken from one of the videos saved on my phone that I discovered today whilst going through it's history.
But first I will explain why I had these videos.. If I rewind a few months we had a family wedding and in doing so we had lots of visitors and lots of activity in and around the house, and oddly for me I decided to video a few of the things happening to share with others at a later date, which is actually not like me at all. I also took lots of photos, but I will spare you that pleasure.
These pictures I'm sharing with you now show what is either a very active dust particle or something else.
Now obviously I have lots more, but this is 1 second of stills taken from a video whilst I was standing still stood in my hallway. It shows a very high speed dust particle or orb traveling at speed out of frame. It's taken from a video which lasts about 20-30 seconds long, but isn't the only video clip showing things. I do have more but am unsure of how to share them on this blog, but I will work it out and do so.
But first I will explain why I had these videos.. If I rewind a few months we had a family wedding and in doing so we had lots of visitors and lots of activity in and around the house, and oddly for me I decided to video a few of the things happening to share with others at a later date, which is actually not like me at all. I also took lots of photos, but I will spare you that pleasure.
These pictures I'm sharing with you now show what is either a very active dust particle or something else.
Now obviously I have lots more, but this is 1 second of stills taken from a video whilst I was standing still stood in my hallway. It shows a very high speed dust particle or orb traveling at speed out of frame. It's taken from a video which lasts about 20-30 seconds long, but isn't the only video clip showing things. I do have more but am unsure of how to share them on this blog, but I will work it out and do so.
You stand beside me
Well I'm back posting after a long summer break, which has been both hard personally and with work, plus in addition to things going on in my own life, strange things are still going on here which I will hopefully be able to bring you all up to date on.
Throughout the summer I've become increasingly aware of someone coming into my computer room and standing beside me. Previously I've posted a few accounts where I have called out to my girlfriend thinking it was her, only to find that I am alone in the building. Well this is still happening, and 90% of the time it's when I'm working in my computer room at the back corner of the house. Oddly this can happen at anytime during the day or evening, and dispels the myth that things only happen at night.
I can recall about 8 separate times throughout August, September and October where upon I've been working on a problem on my computer only to feel as if either someone has just walked past the doorway or that someone has come and stood beside me, and is watching over what I am doing. The sense of someone being stood there is really strong, but also not so uncomfortable that I have to get up and leave, which has happened in the past.
On a couple of occasions I have seen what looks like a shadow on the hallway wall again opposite where I sit and work. But I've yet to even try to capture anything on film, I guess that would be the easiest thing to do, but oddly I just haven't felt comfortable enough doing so.
Throughout the summer I've become increasingly aware of someone coming into my computer room and standing beside me. Previously I've posted a few accounts where I have called out to my girlfriend thinking it was her, only to find that I am alone in the building. Well this is still happening, and 90% of the time it's when I'm working in my computer room at the back corner of the house. Oddly this can happen at anytime during the day or evening, and dispels the myth that things only happen at night.
I can recall about 8 separate times throughout August, September and October where upon I've been working on a problem on my computer only to feel as if either someone has just walked past the doorway or that someone has come and stood beside me, and is watching over what I am doing. The sense of someone being stood there is really strong, but also not so uncomfortable that I have to get up and leave, which has happened in the past.
On a couple of occasions I have seen what looks like a shadow on the hallway wall again opposite where I sit and work. But I've yet to even try to capture anything on film, I guess that would be the easiest thing to do, but oddly I just haven't felt comfortable enough doing so.
Saturday, 20 August 2016
The flying frying pan
So on the 13th of August (last Saturday evening) we were in the front room watching the Olympic coverage on the T.V when my girlfriend and myself heard this almighty crash in the house.
So let's rewind a little bit in the evening, I had finished cooking some breaded chicken in the oven, along with a selection of vegetables on the front 3 gas hobs, I'd served the meal in the main front room, and not in the dinning room where we normally eat (we had decided to watch some TV), We had both finished our meals when we heard this almighty crash. The dog got up and walked to the front room door, quickly followed by myself, yet he wouldn't leave the room until I had done so.
For some reason I walked through the dinning room, and headed into the kitchen, where upon I discovered on the floor was one of our small frying pans. At this point I called out to my girlfriend telling her what the noise was, but my body was filled with a sense of unease, and the reason for this was that the frying pan had been placed behind the saucepans on the oven top because I hadn't used it, and it was only there because my girlfriend had used it the evening before.
Deep within I knew it was rather odd, as my mind couldn't understand how a frying pan had managed to not only end up on the floor, but had also negotiated itself over or through the saucepans at the front of the oven. As some of you will know, I try to explain everything that had happened, but couldn't understand this, as the frying pan was cold to touch, hadn't been on the heat or even used.
So let's rewind a little bit in the evening, I had finished cooking some breaded chicken in the oven, along with a selection of vegetables on the front 3 gas hobs, I'd served the meal in the main front room, and not in the dinning room where we normally eat (we had decided to watch some TV), We had both finished our meals when we heard this almighty crash. The dog got up and walked to the front room door, quickly followed by myself, yet he wouldn't leave the room until I had done so.
For some reason I walked through the dinning room, and headed into the kitchen, where upon I discovered on the floor was one of our small frying pans. At this point I called out to my girlfriend telling her what the noise was, but my body was filled with a sense of unease, and the reason for this was that the frying pan had been placed behind the saucepans on the oven top because I hadn't used it, and it was only there because my girlfriend had used it the evening before.
Deep within I knew it was rather odd, as my mind couldn't understand how a frying pan had managed to not only end up on the floor, but had also negotiated itself over or through the saucepans at the front of the oven. As some of you will know, I try to explain everything that had happened, but couldn't understand this, as the frying pan was cold to touch, hadn't been on the heat or even used.
Sunday, 1 May 2016
Open Units
Well this will read like something straight from a film or book, but again it's genuine in that it happened as I described, and is one of many things that have happened lately.
I was in the front room watching a little television and I noticed my dog started to become a little agitated, in that he was getting up and walking around, approaching the open door, then walking back and sitting down. At first I thought he wanted to visit the garden and take a toilet break, so I got up and wondered into the kitchen to get his walking lead, but as I turned the corner into the kitchen I took a step back as it appeared one of the draws and units had both been opened.
As I said, it's like something out of a movie or book, but I know I was on my own, and all the doors to the house were locked, and nobody could of come in and played a game by leaving it open. It's not the only thing, and I have wrote about a few of the other doors in the house being opened, i.e. the bathroom door, and the unit door where we keep our towels etc.
The kitchen area has been relatively quiet compared to the rest of the house, but you do often get a feeling of being crowded in there. Plus we did have a basket of apples knocked over in the kitchen, which neither of use could explain.
A few "other" things have happened around the house, which I will wright about at a later date.
I was in the front room watching a little television and I noticed my dog started to become a little agitated, in that he was getting up and walking around, approaching the open door, then walking back and sitting down. At first I thought he wanted to visit the garden and take a toilet break, so I got up and wondered into the kitchen to get his walking lead, but as I turned the corner into the kitchen I took a step back as it appeared one of the draws and units had both been opened.
As I said, it's like something out of a movie or book, but I know I was on my own, and all the doors to the house were locked, and nobody could of come in and played a game by leaving it open. It's not the only thing, and I have wrote about a few of the other doors in the house being opened, i.e. the bathroom door, and the unit door where we keep our towels etc.
The kitchen area has been relatively quiet compared to the rest of the house, but you do often get a feeling of being crowded in there. Plus we did have a basket of apples knocked over in the kitchen, which neither of use could explain.
A few "other" things have happened around the house, which I will wright about at a later date.
Tuesday, 16 February 2016
Who's That ?
In addition to my post regarding the "hammer" on the 14th of February, another incident happened some 2 hours later.
Later that day I was in the main bedroom sorting out an issue with my media player, and in walked my gf's grandson, he came and sat to my left as I was sat on the floor in front of my media unit. He asked what I was doing, and I explained that I had an issue with my media players internet connection and was just fixing it. He pointed at the screen asking what some of the icons were, to which I answered and explained what each one did.
He then looked at the mirror he was sat opposite and pointed at himself and said "that's #####" (his name), I said yes that's you, he repeated this a couple of times, and I answered it a few more times. He then pointed at my reflection and said that's you, and again I said "yes that is me", then he pointed a little further over and said "and who's that", at this point I was filled with a chill and said "that was me silly" he answered saying "your silly as that's not you".
Now all of these things read like a cliché, and I've very aware of that, but living them is even harder than I thought.
Later that day I was in the main bedroom sorting out an issue with my media player, and in walked my gf's grandson, he came and sat to my left as I was sat on the floor in front of my media unit. He asked what I was doing, and I explained that I had an issue with my media players internet connection and was just fixing it. He pointed at the screen asking what some of the icons were, to which I answered and explained what each one did.
He then looked at the mirror he was sat opposite and pointed at himself and said "that's #####" (his name), I said yes that's you, he repeated this a couple of times, and I answered it a few more times. He then pointed at my reflection and said that's you, and again I said "yes that is me", then he pointed a little further over and said "and who's that", at this point I was filled with a chill and said "that was me silly" he answered saying "your silly as that's not you".
Now all of these things read like a cliché, and I've very aware of that, but living them is even harder than I thought.
Hammer To Fall
Well it really has been a few months since I last posted on my blog, and that's not down to it being quiet here, it's just life is busy is general which is a good thing. But I thought I would just bring my blog up to date with a few events that happened over the weekend just past.
So Sunday the 14th of February is valentines day, but the day is also shared with my gf's sister in laws birthday, and an invitation had been made for her and some of her family to come here and have an evening meal with us.
The day was set and after returning home from a local town (where I treated my gf to a nice breakfast out), she collected her grandson as he was also staying at ours for the day. Her grandson is now 3 3/4's in age, but rather ahead of his age group.
We played for some time with his toy cars etc, and settled down to watch Peter Pan an animation by Disney, mid way through the film the grandson got up and picked up a plastic child's ruler and put on this really strange voice much like Danny Torrance (The Shinning) and proceeded to hit the dog with it saying he wanted to drill the dog and cut it open, so me being me, I tried to divert his actions by saying if he had a drill or better still a screw driver maybe he could give me a hand to fix somethings around the house. At this point his attention turned towards me, and he stuck the plastic ruler in my stomach and said he wanted to drill me open and then I would die, and which point he pretended to fake his own death. But again I said "Come on let's go and fix things", and briefly he joined in, but shortly afterwards sat back down to watch the remainder of his film, and we chatted throughout about the characters etc
Well it wasn't long before the film finished, but my gf's grandson asked if he could watch the film again, to which I agreed and at this point I realized the remote control had disappeared, so I got down on all fours and crawled over to the cabinet to restart the DVD manually. In order to do this I had to skip through some advertisements for other films, both at the end of the film, and at the start of the film, and whilst doing so I was talking to my gf's grandson telling him about the clips and adverts I was skipping, and had he seen any of the films, to which he answered most of the questions.
At this point (some 90 seconds later) I became aware that either my dog had come over and sat beside me or someone had come and stood beside me. So I turn to my left and it was my gf's grandson, and at that very moment he raised his hand above his head and brought it down with some force and struck me straight between the eyes with a hammer. Now before you all think the worst, the hammer wasn't a metal one, but it was a strong solid plastic one from a child's toy set.
The impact was needless to say rather hard, and my head filled with a ringing sound (over my tinnitus), and all the time he was laughing, and myself not one to get angry I asked why had he done that as it wasn't funny, and had actually hurt. He continued to look at me and laugh, to which I said again that it wasn't funny and he had done something really wrong. At this point I placed my hand on my nose and the outside of my nose was covered in blood where it had split the skin above my nasal bone. I showed the blood on my hands and asked him if he knew what it was, to which he replied it was juice. I answered him by saying it wasn't juice, it was in fact my blood and it should stay inside my body, and what "he" had done was really wrong.
I then went into the kitchen to find my girlfriend busy, and explained to her what had happened, at which point she turned around and was shocked to see all the blood. I explained I was fine, and she went into the front room and spoke to her grandson explaining how wrong he was, and I must admit he came up to me and said sorry.
Now I'm not saying the "house" made him do it, or anything else along those lines, but given what happened later in the day, it just made me think.. As this wasn't the first time his actions have been questioned.
So Sunday the 14th of February is valentines day, but the day is also shared with my gf's sister in laws birthday, and an invitation had been made for her and some of her family to come here and have an evening meal with us.
The day was set and after returning home from a local town (where I treated my gf to a nice breakfast out), she collected her grandson as he was also staying at ours for the day. Her grandson is now 3 3/4's in age, but rather ahead of his age group.
We played for some time with his toy cars etc, and settled down to watch Peter Pan an animation by Disney, mid way through the film the grandson got up and picked up a plastic child's ruler and put on this really strange voice much like Danny Torrance (The Shinning) and proceeded to hit the dog with it saying he wanted to drill the dog and cut it open, so me being me, I tried to divert his actions by saying if he had a drill or better still a screw driver maybe he could give me a hand to fix somethings around the house. At this point his attention turned towards me, and he stuck the plastic ruler in my stomach and said he wanted to drill me open and then I would die, and which point he pretended to fake his own death. But again I said "Come on let's go and fix things", and briefly he joined in, but shortly afterwards sat back down to watch the remainder of his film, and we chatted throughout about the characters etc
Well it wasn't long before the film finished, but my gf's grandson asked if he could watch the film again, to which I agreed and at this point I realized the remote control had disappeared, so I got down on all fours and crawled over to the cabinet to restart the DVD manually. In order to do this I had to skip through some advertisements for other films, both at the end of the film, and at the start of the film, and whilst doing so I was talking to my gf's grandson telling him about the clips and adverts I was skipping, and had he seen any of the films, to which he answered most of the questions.
At this point (some 90 seconds later) I became aware that either my dog had come over and sat beside me or someone had come and stood beside me. So I turn to my left and it was my gf's grandson, and at that very moment he raised his hand above his head and brought it down with some force and struck me straight between the eyes with a hammer. Now before you all think the worst, the hammer wasn't a metal one, but it was a strong solid plastic one from a child's toy set.
The impact was needless to say rather hard, and my head filled with a ringing sound (over my tinnitus), and all the time he was laughing, and myself not one to get angry I asked why had he done that as it wasn't funny, and had actually hurt. He continued to look at me and laugh, to which I said again that it wasn't funny and he had done something really wrong. At this point I placed my hand on my nose and the outside of my nose was covered in blood where it had split the skin above my nasal bone. I showed the blood on my hands and asked him if he knew what it was, to which he replied it was juice. I answered him by saying it wasn't juice, it was in fact my blood and it should stay inside my body, and what "he" had done was really wrong.
I then went into the kitchen to find my girlfriend busy, and explained to her what had happened, at which point she turned around and was shocked to see all the blood. I explained I was fine, and she went into the front room and spoke to her grandson explaining how wrong he was, and I must admit he came up to me and said sorry.
Now I'm not saying the "house" made him do it, or anything else along those lines, but given what happened later in the day, it just made me think.. As this wasn't the first time his actions have been questioned.
Monday, 30 November 2015
Afternoon Activity
Sunday just past (yesterday 29/11/15) was another normal day in this household, and it was the first Sunday in a while where I haven't taken my girlfriend out for breakfast. So both myself and my girlfriend were home pretty much all day. The weather wasn't that good, rain and dark as you would expect for late November, and the day was very relaxed.
Mid afternoon I was in the front room, and my girlfriend was in the kitchen as was the dog, when it seems the dog left the kitchen and stood in the adjoining dinning room and started to bark. Now at that very same moment my girlfriend said that the two kitchen towels that had been stood on top of the fridge for over a week both fell on the floor. It spooked her to some degree as she called me into the kitchen to look.
Now a rational thought would be that the fridge/freezer kicked in and it made them fall off, but our fridge isn't like that, and runs really smooth. Also the larder where the kitchen towels are located has no window, and due to the rain none of the doors or windows in the rest of the house were open. Also they were in fact stood on end, so couldn't of rolled off.
One thing I did notice again was that the temperature in the hallway had dropped rather a lot.
Mid afternoon I was in the front room, and my girlfriend was in the kitchen as was the dog, when it seems the dog left the kitchen and stood in the adjoining dinning room and started to bark. Now at that very same moment my girlfriend said that the two kitchen towels that had been stood on top of the fridge for over a week both fell on the floor. It spooked her to some degree as she called me into the kitchen to look.
Now a rational thought would be that the fridge/freezer kicked in and it made them fall off, but our fridge isn't like that, and runs really smooth. Also the larder where the kitchen towels are located has no window, and due to the rain none of the doors or windows in the rest of the house were open. Also they were in fact stood on end, so couldn't of rolled off.
One thing I did notice again was that the temperature in the hallway had dropped rather a lot.
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
Return of the shadow
Well again it's been a while since I last posted on my blog about the occurrences here, but that's not to be interpenetrated as lack of activity, far from it, I just seem to be in a very busy period of my life. The most recent event was actually last night (18th November 2015), so I thought as I have a spare few minutes today I would share with you what took place.
It was around 8pm and I was in my computer room reading and researching online regarding some components for my car, I was on my own as my girlfriend was working, when I became aware or more of a feeling to be honest that just made me shiver a little, and as I turned to my left I could see on the wall in the hall way a dark oval shape about 5' 10", the only reason it really caught my eye was due to the fact that the shadow that normally rests on the wall is a straight vertical line, as it's a shadow cast from the 90 degree corner in my hall.
I immediately got up to go and step into the hallway to see if perhaps my girlfriend had come home early, but the hallway and the entire house was empty. Even my dog was resting undisturbed on my sofa, which made me think it must of been nothing, as surely he would of noticed something walking past his door.
It was around 8pm and I was in my computer room reading and researching online regarding some components for my car, I was on my own as my girlfriend was working, when I became aware or more of a feeling to be honest that just made me shiver a little, and as I turned to my left I could see on the wall in the hall way a dark oval shape about 5' 10", the only reason it really caught my eye was due to the fact that the shadow that normally rests on the wall is a straight vertical line, as it's a shadow cast from the 90 degree corner in my hall.
I immediately got up to go and step into the hallway to see if perhaps my girlfriend had come home early, but the hallway and the entire house was empty. Even my dog was resting undisturbed on my sofa, which made me think it must of been nothing, as surely he would of noticed something walking past his door.
Thursday, 3 September 2015
The Finger
On the 31st of August my girlfriend and myself had invited some of her family around for a meal late in the afternoon. The guest list consisted of my girlfriends daughter (and her boyfriend), her son and his grandson (3 years old), my girlfriends sister in law, and her subsequent son.
So the afternoon had gone really well, and we were all in the dinning room eating and chatting to one another, the grandson was running up and down my hallway screaming and play with my dog. As the ceilings in my place are rather tall you get lots of echo in the hallway, hence why my girlfriends grandson loves making noises in there.
Well the time must of been around 21:40, maybe even a little later, and my dog had taking himself off to the bedroom to have a rest. I thought nothing unusual about this, and the fact that my girlfriends grandson continued to run around and enjoy himself. But a few moments later he wandered off into the main bedroom to find my dog. Very shortly afterwards he left the bedroom and returned to the dinning room (which sits at the end of the hallway) and slowly approached his dad, at which point he said to his dad "Daddy, an old man was stood in the room shouting at me, and he gave me the finger".
At this point most of the guests tried not to laugh as they only really heard him saying "he gave me the finger" but I heard everything and also watched his actions when he told his dad.
The grandson placed both his hands either side of his mouth to indicate someone shouting, but took his right hand away from his face and pointed it out in front of himself when he said "gave me the finger". The grandson at no point meant "The finger" as in flipping someone off.
My girlfriend heard it as did her sister in law, and her sister in law looked at me, as did my girlfriend, to which she said "Maybe it was the ghost". Her sister in law tried to have a side conversation with me about the house and events, but the other guests tried to "over-talk" our conversation and move it along. It was if people had realize what he meant, and just didn't want to talk about it.
It was only about 10-20 minuets later that everyone decided to make there way home, and left. At this point my girlfriend said to me that she was going to take the dog around the block for some fresh air, and assumed I was going to look for the man, although she knew nobody was in the house.
If I'm brutally honest I got 2/3rds of the way down my hallway, and as I started to approach the bedroom it really felt like a massive weight was around my shoulders, neck and in my head. It actually felt like someone or more than one person was stood right behind me shouting at me, and it made me feel so uncomfortable I just wouldn't turn around.
I still have no real reason as to why this happened, although I am 99% confident that niether of the childs parents would of primed him to say this, and his change in mood was monumental which indecated to me he was 100% sure that he had just been told off or shouted at by an old man.
So the afternoon had gone really well, and we were all in the dinning room eating and chatting to one another, the grandson was running up and down my hallway screaming and play with my dog. As the ceilings in my place are rather tall you get lots of echo in the hallway, hence why my girlfriends grandson loves making noises in there.
Well the time must of been around 21:40, maybe even a little later, and my dog had taking himself off to the bedroom to have a rest. I thought nothing unusual about this, and the fact that my girlfriends grandson continued to run around and enjoy himself. But a few moments later he wandered off into the main bedroom to find my dog. Very shortly afterwards he left the bedroom and returned to the dinning room (which sits at the end of the hallway) and slowly approached his dad, at which point he said to his dad "Daddy, an old man was stood in the room shouting at me, and he gave me the finger".
At this point most of the guests tried not to laugh as they only really heard him saying "he gave me the finger" but I heard everything and also watched his actions when he told his dad.
The grandson placed both his hands either side of his mouth to indicate someone shouting, but took his right hand away from his face and pointed it out in front of himself when he said "gave me the finger". The grandson at no point meant "The finger" as in flipping someone off.
My girlfriend heard it as did her sister in law, and her sister in law looked at me, as did my girlfriend, to which she said "Maybe it was the ghost". Her sister in law tried to have a side conversation with me about the house and events, but the other guests tried to "over-talk" our conversation and move it along. It was if people had realize what he meant, and just didn't want to talk about it.
It was only about 10-20 minuets later that everyone decided to make there way home, and left. At this point my girlfriend said to me that she was going to take the dog around the block for some fresh air, and assumed I was going to look for the man, although she knew nobody was in the house.
If I'm brutally honest I got 2/3rds of the way down my hallway, and as I started to approach the bedroom it really felt like a massive weight was around my shoulders, neck and in my head. It actually felt like someone or more than one person was stood right behind me shouting at me, and it made me feel so uncomfortable I just wouldn't turn around.
I still have no real reason as to why this happened, although I am 99% confident that niether of the childs parents would of primed him to say this, and his change in mood was monumental which indecated to me he was 100% sure that he had just been told off or shouted at by an old man.
Monday, 31 August 2015
Phone Call From Zero
On Friday night (28th August) my girlfriend and myself were in the front room watching some evening T.V. I'm not 100% sure of the exact time, but it was around 9:40pm. My girlfriend had the landline phone resting on the side of the chair she was sat in, and I was sat beside her in my own chair.
Well the adverts had just come on and the panel on the phone lite up and the phone display showed zero. It wasn't an incoming call as the phone never rang, and when I checked with call back it quoted a time from much earlier in the day
Now I know this may sound really crazy, but even my girlfriend said that maybe it was the ghost, but I explained it as being a fault with the phone, but we both saw the phone do it, and both looked at each other.
Well the adverts had just come on and the panel on the phone lite up and the phone display showed zero. It wasn't an incoming call as the phone never rang, and when I checked with call back it quoted a time from much earlier in the day
Now I know this may sound really crazy, but even my girlfriend said that maybe it was the ghost, but I explained it as being a fault with the phone, but we both saw the phone do it, and both looked at each other.
Reflections
You know sometimes when I'm in the main bedroom alone I really do get this sense of someone actually being stood with me, and sometimes I've actually spoken thinking it was my girlfriend, only to turn around and find myself on my own. I suspect this could just be me again, as I do spend a large amount of my time on my own thinking, but again lately things seem to have been more active in this house.
Another thing I always find myself doing is trying to explain myself to myself, if that makes any sense at all. What I'm trying to say is that I always look around what I am seeing or what I feel, and try to offer myself a real explanation, although sometimes it's just randomly crazy things that I cannot explain. Take yesterday morning (Sunday), I was alone in the bedroom, just tidying up, and it felt like my girlfriend had entered the room, and again when I turned around the room was empty. Yet oddly I keep being drawn to the huge mirror in the room, I know this sounds odd, but it just doesn't feel right some days, and by this I just mean the reflection seems wrong for the room. It's either like the reflection is a little smudged, or the depth just seems wrong along with the brightness. In my mind I have often thought that maybe it's a two way mirror and behind it is a camera crew watching my daily routine, but as the wall it's mounted on backs onto my hallway and forms part of the chimney well I know this is not the case.
It's just uncomfortable some days, which is odd, as it's just furniture.
Another thing I always find myself doing is trying to explain myself to myself, if that makes any sense at all. What I'm trying to say is that I always look around what I am seeing or what I feel, and try to offer myself a real explanation, although sometimes it's just randomly crazy things that I cannot explain. Take yesterday morning (Sunday), I was alone in the bedroom, just tidying up, and it felt like my girlfriend had entered the room, and again when I turned around the room was empty. Yet oddly I keep being drawn to the huge mirror in the room, I know this sounds odd, but it just doesn't feel right some days, and by this I just mean the reflection seems wrong for the room. It's either like the reflection is a little smudged, or the depth just seems wrong along with the brightness. In my mind I have often thought that maybe it's a two way mirror and behind it is a camera crew watching my daily routine, but as the wall it's mounted on backs onto my hallway and forms part of the chimney well I know this is not the case.
It's just uncomfortable some days, which is odd, as it's just furniture.
Friday, 28 August 2015
Press To Flush
So things seem to be happening again around the house, but only little odd things. Today I come home from work and walk into my bathroom to use the shower, when I notice the button on the top of my toilet is raised up, and unscrewed.
Now I know a lot of you are going to think I'm crazy, but I'm not, I just have an eye for detail, and something like this draws my attention. I can also say 100% that the button wasn't unscrewed yesterday as I used the shower in the same room, and would of noticed it then.
The button is meant to sit flush with the top of the toilet like this.
Again it's only a very small detail, but as I now plan on posting everything that happens, well this was one of the first things since Sunday to have happened. Also adding to this, I did ask my girlfriend if she had noticed the button wasn't right, and like myself, she hasn't been here all day, so knew nothing about it.
Now I know a lot of you are going to think I'm crazy, but I'm not, I just have an eye for detail, and something like this draws my attention. I can also say 100% that the button wasn't unscrewed yesterday as I used the shower in the same room, and would of noticed it then.
The button is meant to sit flush with the top of the toilet like this.
Again it's only a very small detail, but as I now plan on posting everything that happens, well this was one of the first things since Sunday to have happened. Also adding to this, I did ask my girlfriend if she had noticed the button wasn't right, and like myself, she hasn't been here all day, so knew nothing about it.
Wednesday, 26 August 2015
The Woman At The Window
It seems to have been some time since I last posted on my blog, and if I'm honest my life is really busy at the moment, which is a good thing. But over the last few days I've had a couple of occurrences happen that I thought I would share with you all.
Saturday 22rd August
Well on Saturday morning I was awake early watching the motorsport on TV, and as it was before 8am I was actually still in bed. I had been awake since around 6:58AM as I can't seem to switch off anymore, and therefore only get about 5-6 hours sleep maximum. Well anyway, I was their in bed and to the right of my TV screen is my bedrooms bay window (ground floor), now as I was watching the TV I became aware of what I thought at first hand was either the gardener or postman standing near my window, this struck me as a little odd as the shadow seemed to be very close to the window, and it wasn't until I took a good look that the shadow seemed to be really faint and like a bad episode of Scooby Doo, I rubbed my eyes and the shadow faded to nothing. At the time I convinced myself that the shadow was either a passer by or just simply a shadow or reflection.
Sunday 23rd August
So on Sunday evening as I walked down my hallway and approached my bedroom I had this really odd sensation that a woman was stood near me, it was either a smell or sense. Then when I turned and entered the room to draw the curtains I could clearly see like a white transparent shape near the corner of the room. I couldn't make out a female in the shape but it was about 5 feet tall, and simply vanished within a fraction of a second.
I was a little taken back by what I had seen, but my mind soon told me that it could of been a car passing by with it's lights on, which caused some kind of reflection inside the room, although I really did feel like I was stood near or could sense a female.
Saturday 22rd August
Well on Saturday morning I was awake early watching the motorsport on TV, and as it was before 8am I was actually still in bed. I had been awake since around 6:58AM as I can't seem to switch off anymore, and therefore only get about 5-6 hours sleep maximum. Well anyway, I was their in bed and to the right of my TV screen is my bedrooms bay window (ground floor), now as I was watching the TV I became aware of what I thought at first hand was either the gardener or postman standing near my window, this struck me as a little odd as the shadow seemed to be very close to the window, and it wasn't until I took a good look that the shadow seemed to be really faint and like a bad episode of Scooby Doo, I rubbed my eyes and the shadow faded to nothing. At the time I convinced myself that the shadow was either a passer by or just simply a shadow or reflection.
Sunday 23rd August
So on Sunday evening as I walked down my hallway and approached my bedroom I had this really odd sensation that a woman was stood near me, it was either a smell or sense. Then when I turned and entered the room to draw the curtains I could clearly see like a white transparent shape near the corner of the room. I couldn't make out a female in the shape but it was about 5 feet tall, and simply vanished within a fraction of a second.
I was a little taken back by what I had seen, but my mind soon told me that it could of been a car passing by with it's lights on, which caused some kind of reflection inside the room, although I really did feel like I was stood near or could sense a female.
Tuesday, 7 July 2015
Victorian Man In Black
Well as I've posted before about shadows and an old style tall leather boot in the corner of the bedroom, well it seems the shadow I saw on Sunday (5th July) had a definite form of substance, so let me set the scene.
As I've mentioned before I've been having a few electrical appliance problems in my office/studio, so I was in the room sorting out some cables and removing my Dolby unit, when I saw what can only be described as the darkest shadow yet.
The room is pretty small although I was at the far end of it, then when I approached the center of the room, (with the double doors on my left), it was at this point I saw what can only be described as a very tall shadow which had some kind of form, or my brain made form from a shadow. I had no light's on in either the room or the hallway as it's not getting dark here until around after 9pm, so the shadow wasn't my own.
The odd thing is I'm trying to remember my exact actions, I know I turned to the left and saw what looked like a tall dark hat on top of a tall dark mass, and at first I was actually happy as to what I thought I'd seen. It was like a sense of actual belief but I must of looked away and down towards the floor as I was actually walking forward at the time. It was at this point I almost jumped at the realization as to what I had actually seen, at which point I made my self look back to the open doors. This was all within less than 1 second, yet the shadow had gone. There is a good possible chance I swore as well, but this would of been 2-3 seconds after seeing what I did.
It's kind of odd, as I still don't know if I feel good or bad about this, and will post about it at a later date.
As I've mentioned before I've been having a few electrical appliance problems in my office/studio, so I was in the room sorting out some cables and removing my Dolby unit, when I saw what can only be described as the darkest shadow yet.
The room is pretty small although I was at the far end of it, then when I approached the center of the room, (with the double doors on my left), it was at this point I saw what can only be described as a very tall shadow which had some kind of form, or my brain made form from a shadow. I had no light's on in either the room or the hallway as it's not getting dark here until around after 9pm, so the shadow wasn't my own.
The odd thing is I'm trying to remember my exact actions, I know I turned to the left and saw what looked like a tall dark hat on top of a tall dark mass, and at first I was actually happy as to what I thought I'd seen. It was like a sense of actual belief but I must of looked away and down towards the floor as I was actually walking forward at the time. It was at this point I almost jumped at the realization as to what I had actually seen, at which point I made my self look back to the open doors. This was all within less than 1 second, yet the shadow had gone. There is a good possible chance I swore as well, but this would of been 2-3 seconds after seeing what I did.
It's kind of odd, as I still don't know if I feel good or bad about this, and will post about it at a later date.
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