I sat down in bed tonight to start a post to back-fill information on all the bumps, floating faces, and shaking beds that we have had in the months since that police officer first suggested to me that we had a ghost. But I keep seeing the shadows moving out of the corner of my eye. Think I'll wait til daylight to give you the particulars. Better still, I'm going to turn the light on.
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February 02, 2009
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Hey, just noticed you're keeping a 'ghost diary'. Fab (though perhaps not for you!). There was lots of 'activity' at my parents house and my Mum seems to be a 'paranormal' magnet. Nothing happened here so far thank goodness. Though the chap doing some garden work for us recently told me that an old man lived here some years ago and died in the house!
Posted by: Tilly | February 07, 2009 at 08:33 AM
oh yeah, I believe. So much so that I have a priest in to bless each house I live in. Nothing weird in my house, but in the last dorm I lived it, it was weird all the time.
Posted by: melissa | February 15, 2009 at 12:38 PM
Just found your blog through Tilly. I also believe, I lived somewhere with a ghost. I think you have to have witness something like this to know what it feels like... people think you're crazy!!! :)
Posted by: Josie-Mary | March 05, 2009 at 01:13 AM