Who is This Ghost and What Does He Want
by Cecilia Martens
(Chatham, ON, Canada)
We bought the house in 1995 on August 23. Ironically, we got possession of the house on my husband's birthday and the house number is also 23.
The happenings were subtle at first. I would be in the basement and I would see dark shadows move quickly across the walls about 3 feet off of the floor. I tried to dismiss it as nothing because it was a while before anything else happened. It was a few months later when all hell broke loose.
I was lying in bed and I awoke to feel a a hand on my forehead. You can imagine the frozen state I was in; don't breath, don't move. Who's there?
The only other thing I experienced in the bedroom was someone sitting on top of me and I had trouble breathing. I was the only one, so I thought that had experienced anything paranormal. My youngest son who is special needs would call out, "Mommy mommy! Don't let the ghost get me."
My oldest son has heard someone call his name in the basement. My dad has on two occasions felt someone touch his shoulder in the basement. Other events that have happened in the basement are a CD player was thrown onto the floor upside down, not plugged in and playing; lights would flicker off and on, cats would stare at the same spot, the dryer was opened and all the clothes thrown onto the floor, and a deep sense of not being alone.
When I sit at the computer which is in the basement I always feel like someone is hovering looking over my shoulder. Just the other day I felt a cold draft blow over my arms. My oldest son has seen a large figured shadow move through his door.
Upstairs is where I became the most scared. I would be in my son's bedroom kneeling on the floor and someone would pull at my clothes on my waist very hard. This happened a few times. In the bathroom someone would play with my hair and in the kitchen chairs would be moved and thats where I saw him . My dirty ghost. He was a third stage ghost where I only saw his torso. He wore a dirty undershirt, suspenders, dirty worn green work pants and had a big belly. I was scared sh*tless. I still fell like someone is always with me.
At one time my ghost actually traveled with me to another town and kept tapping on my shoulder. I would like to know who this is and what else he has in store for me. We live near a historical area where the War of 1812 took place. I have written to many people to come and investigate but noone seems interested.
Well those are my experiences; I hope he sticks around. Thanks for listening.