Ghosts and Haunted Houses
Let me start by saying thanks to Delilah for having me on the blog today!
Since Halloween is right around the corner, I wanted to talk about ghosts and haunted houses. I lived in a haunted house for numerous years. It was a very beautiful, historical house, but never really felt like a true home. Over the years several visitors had said they’d seen or felt the presence of someone standing in their room at night. We didn’t talk much about these events until after I had moved to a new house. That’s when the stories were confirmed by relatives and friends.
There were two places, specifically, that visitors had had these experiences. The first one was the guest room. The door leading to the sitting room was originally an outside door. Everyone who stayed in that room said they’d been awakened in the middle of the night due to hearing the door slam. But it never opened. I had heard the noise myself on numerous nights, but never spoke about it.
The second hot spot in the house was the upstairs. In my bedroom, I ‘felt’ the presence of what I perceived to be a young woman in a long white gown standing by the windows. I also felt her in the master bedroom turret, again by the windows. What confirmed her existence was a conversation I had with my grandmother who lived next door. I had never discussed this ‘woman’ before with anyone. But one day, my grandmother asked me if I had any idea who was the woman in the white gown at the windows. She had seen her. I had only felt her. And despite me never telling my grandmother this, she saw what I had sensed.
There were other ghost tales from the house as well, including a old, bearded man seen in the kitchen, a civil war era ghost in the hallway, and a ghost in my brother’s room.
I had one cat who refused to go into the guest room at night. She would stand at the step leading up to the room from the family room and hiss.
I did discuss the situation of my haunted house, including additional details, with one of the founders of T.A.P.S. / Ghost Hunters. It was a very interesting conversation. He felt the same as I did, that the spirits in the house were not bad, but I did have a connection with them.
Nothing bad was ever felt in the house, but it was strange knowing we weren’t the only family/inhabitants there.
In my book SHADOWS OF THE SOUL I have a little ghost girl. I enjoyed writing her into the plot. Perhaps living in a haunted house sparked the idea for this character.
Do you have a haunted house or ghost story to share? I’d love to hear it.
Thanks for stopping by the blog. Have a Happy Halloween!
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SHADOWS OF THE SOUL
(Book 1 of the Paradisian Chronicles)
By Angelique Armae
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Miss Armae is published with Diversion Books and ImaJinn Books. Her books have garnered numerous awards and nominations, including the Sapphire Award, P.E.A.R.L. Award and Word Weaving Award. Angelique’s first novel, COME THE NIGHT, made Fictionwise’s Best of the Best list, rounding out the top five best selling dark fantasy books of the year. Her current book SHADOWS OF THE SOUL, a novel about angels, demons, vampires and the humans who interact with them, made Amazon’s Kindle Bestsellers list.
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I enjoyed the post. Ghosts have always fascinated me.
I’ve “felt” what I call astral touches. A hand on my arm, etc. The most memorable was feeling a single finger on my forehead the night my mother died. She used to kiss her finger and touch my forehead or nose.
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I’ve had a “ghost” wake me up by opening my bedroom door, leaning inside and warning me that I was going to be late for work if I didn’t get up. It was a blond woman, which I assumed was my roommate. But that night when I thanked for the wake up call, she gave me a strange look and told it couldn’t have been her, she hadn’t come home the night before.
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I’ve lived in two haunted houses. The first was my grandparents’ house. The second was on a reservation in Nevada. Everyone knew it was haunted except me; they thought I wouldn’t notice, or maybe wouldn’t have the “sight” since most people don’t. I went to work and complained about the person in my house moving my things around. He would slam the front door (I could hear it opening and closing, even though it never moved). If I had dishes in the drain, he would rattle the dishes (they never moved, either). When I went to work, my things on my coffee table and book cases would be arranged one way and when I got home the things on the bookcase would be about to fall off and the things on the coffee table would be reversed. I had a necklace I wore almost every day and I always put it beside my bed on a table at night. I awoke one morning and it was gone. That was the final straw, so I talked to the Tribal elder about smoking him out. (A ghost who is “smoked out” must wander homeless and alone forever and ever – it is a horrid fate.) I went home and had a chat with my ghost and told him my necklace could reappear by the next morning and the shenanigans could stop or he was gone. The next morning, my necklace was back and he was calm. He wasn’t mean, just annoying. I moved a bit later to a house down the street. The next family that moved in was quite dull and never noticed him. I don’t think they believed. The people who lived on the reservation were amazed that I knew the house was haunted without anyone telling me. DUH!
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I have always had ghosts around me, either real or imagined. As a kid I entertained my cousins with stories of my ghost named Humphrey. He was mostly make believe. More recently, there was Jasmine. At first I thought she to was make believe. But then my mother started complaining about the new perfume I was using when she would visit. I didn’t where perfume. Then a friend of the family stopped by and asked about the spirit who was hanging out in the kitchen. Though I never actually saw her, I did smell the perfume, (Yes, it smelled like jasmine.) and she liked sitting in my glider chair. She was very benign. Seemed to just like hanging out.
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Hi Ashlyn! I do believe our loved ones who have passed on are always with us. I bet that was your mom, being there for you the night she died. Thanks for sharing your story.
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Thanks for stopping by, Laurie. What a great ghost story about the woman who woke you up so you wouldn’t be late for work. I’m amazed at how the ‘other side’ can communicate with us and how much we can be open to them.
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Thanks for visiting today, Michelle. You definitely have the ‘sight’. I do think we can all be open to other side, but most of us tend to shut down that ability. We get so caught up in the every day world, that we close off the links to the more spiritual/mystical stuff. You story just proves that these things do exist. No one told you about the house being haunted, yet you knew. Thanks for sharing with us.
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Hi Becky. Perfume/scent is a way many ghosts communicate with us. There are documented cases of Saints that also scent a room when they are around us. I find it absolutely fascinating. Thanks for visiting the blog and telling us your story.
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My (now) husband’s best friend lived in a house known to be haunted and I saw it first hand. Well, heard it. My cousin & I were alone in the house waiting for the guys to come back from the store and we heard people arguing upstairs. But no one was up there! When it got really loud, we decided to wait outside for the guys return. I didn’t spend much time there after that!
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Thank you Angelique. .. can’t believe I actually won something.
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Yup I sure do. I’ve been to a couple of mediums and have had some amazing stories from those ladies.
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I’d love to experience a real haunted house (provided them weren’t poltergeists).