This will be a little on the long side so my humble apologies. I’ve debated posting on this matter quite a few times over the years but in the end
have always left it alone for a variety of different reasons. I’m finally putting the story down on (proverbial) paper as the property in question
is now back on the market quite unexpectedly.
I was born and raised in a small town in Ayrshire, Scotland. My family had occupied our home since the late 1960’s and it remained in our family
until I sold the property off back in 2019. The house was one of a row of similar houses and behind these was a field and then a large forest.
The house was occupied by my grandparents, parents, my sister and myself. I came along in 1976 and my sister was a few years after in 1980. Growing
up, we just took it for granted that the place was haunted. This was viewed as entirely normal and strange things had been happening on occasions
from the day my family had moved into the property.
I’m not going to go into too much detail on these occurrences, purely because they were so many of them. Also, they occurred often enough that they
were accepted as the norm. I must stress though that none of these events were ‘harmful’ although on occasion they did provide a good scare.
Over the years, my grandfather, grandmother, father and mother all passed away in that house. My grandmother always had a very sanguine attitude to
any supernatural or paranormal happenings and dismissed these with a wave of the hand and by stating “Ach, you have more to worry about from the
living than the dead.”
The kitchen had a stone floor. It was fairly common to hear someone running across this during the night (this was when everyone was in bed).
Sometimes you could even hear giggling, like a small child was doing it. I remember hearing this one night and my father getting up to investigate
it. This started from before I was born and would still occasionally happen up until the house was sold in 2019.
On a similar note, from when my family moved in certainly until I originally left home at eighteen occasionally our front door would open and close,
footsteps could be heard running up the stairs, the front bedroom door would then slam shut. When someone would investigate this there would be
nobody there. A short while afterwards we would then hear footsteps running back down the stairs and the front door would then open and close once
again. There were various permutations of this, there could be one or more persons at home. I was even upstairs once when this happened and was in
one of the other bedrooms. This always seemed to happen during daylight hours though.
My wife was always sceptical about the paranormal. When staying at the house one weekend she shook me awake through the night in a panic as she felt
someone sit on the bottom of the bed. When she looked she saw the dark outline of a man. When I switched on the light there was nobody there but she
insisted someone was there and she saw ‘him’ turn his head to look at her. It took a while to calm her down. What I’d never told my wife was
that back in 1983 when my parents used that bedroom my mother had experienced something remarkably similar. None of us had mentioned this to my
wife.
Around a month or so before my mother passed away in 2019, I was spending a Friday night there with her. My wife was working so wasn’t with me.
Not long after 10pm, I was sat in a chair in that bedroom watching television. There was also a lamp shining. I turned my head to my left and in the
far corner of the room there was a solid black shadow. It looked like someone crouching down. When I spotted it, it slowly ‘stood’, turned
towards the door and walked towards it. It soon faded from view. This is the only time that anything that happened in that house truly scared me as
it creeped me out so much I phoned my wife at her work immediately afterward. It wasn’t particularly tall (I’d estimate around the five feet
mark) and it moved strangely. I have no idea how long it was crouched there just watching me but it seemed that as soon as it realised I’d spotted
it then it left.
A few days prior to the house sale in July 2019 I was upstairs going through a box of old photographs and heard my sister come in. We were both in
the kitchen, directly underneath the room I was in when we both heard loud footsteps then the door close. I remember we both looked up, at each other
and I even asked her if she heard it.
There were other things that happened from time to time but this post is running away so I’ll wrap up. After my father passed away in 2014, my
mother never really spoke much about any strange happenings and I genuinely believe a lot of the activity died down. However, when clearing out the
house we discovered that under every bed in every bedroom was a bible. Pushed into the centre of the space underneath the bed. This was strange as
my family were not obviously religious. We also found tiny parchments of scripture in a jewellery box in what was my mother’s bedroom. All in all,
we retrieved quite the haul of bibles.
The house was purchased from me in July 2019 and I’d not really heard much about it until last week although I've dreamt about the place often. My
sister got a call from an old neighbour who told her it looks like the family had suddenly upped and left. The house has a for sale sign out front and
it appears nobody is even living there anymore. The neighbour also stated it was strange as they had just finished completing some major renovations
at the property and were calling it their “forever home”.
Again, I’m sorry for the lengthy post. The fact that place is back on the market under these circumstances gave me the kick up the backside to
finally write about it.
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