Is Our House Haunted?
Is our house haunted? I am asked that question fairly often.
Why do they ask? Is our house throwing off creepy vibes?
Well, I don’t think our house is particularly creepy, except for the basement. And the attic. And that spot..oh, never mind.
I think people ask the question because the oldest part of our house dates to the late 1700s.
I couldn’t even begin to guess how many people have died in this home in the last 250 or so years, which could lead to some hauntings if you’re open to that sort of thing.
Am I open to it?
Heck, yeah!
Not in a scary, horror film sort of way but in a Casper the Friendly Ghost sort of way.
In fact, I’m a little offended that I haven’t experienced any weird phenomena.
Yet.
Unless you count the stuff that falls off the walls in the middle of the night.
But that happens to everyone, right?
It begs the question though.
What’s a girl got to do to see a friendly ghost?
Is it too much to ask for a ghost to point me in the direction of the buried treasure that must be around here somewhere? Some gold coins? Maybe a stash of Prohibition Era alcohol? A signed painting by a famous artist? Something. Anything that will help me pay off this mortgage.
*sigh*
We have heard stories about spooky happenings in the house.
There was a man dressed in old-fashioned clothing that appeared in the kitchen area.
There was a bed that rocked its inhabitants to sleep and not just once. This happened for years!
But again, nothing that I can personally corroborate at this moment.
Maybe I’m not as open to this ghostly possibility as I’d like to think I am.
Maybe the ghosts are just feeling settled now that we are the caretakers of this home?
Maybe ghosts aren’t real?
Maybe someday I’ll find out…but then it will be too late to tell you. Or will it?
How about you? Do you have any ghost stories you’d like to share? I’d love to hear all about it. You can always comment on this blog post, email us here, or reach out via Instagram or Facebook.
Happy Halloween!
P.S. I went to a sleepover in grade school. Pretty sure I was in 3rd grade. We watched Poltergeist. Poltergeist! That is NOT a kid movie. I was so, so scared by that experience and I’ve never liked horror movies or scary things since. I’m happy for the people who like them but they are not for me.
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