Many years ago we had a spirit,ghost, prescense, whatever you’d call it, in our house. We have a l00 year old house and we converted the basement to a rec room. My Westie would go down there and just stare and bark at the wall, until I made her go upstairs.
Also, radio stations would change, video games would play by themselves – I rember Mario just knocking out those turtles, and there would be cold blasts of air going by where the hairs on my neck would stand on end. Both of my daughters stopped going down there – they both said it was cold, and they got a feeling like someone was watching them.
I had a friend, who had a friend who supposedly talked to spirits. He called them “angels”,but I don’t think angels would be doing stuff like that! As soon as he came to the house he asked for the spirit to make itself known. My dog started barking like a maniac. So the guy was asking him questions, and then he’d tell us what this spirit said. He told us there had been an Indian tribe that had lived in our area (we are 3 blocks from the Delaware river), and this guy lived there at one time. He told us the guys name, and even drew a symbol of the guys tribe on a piece of paper.
Supposedly the spirit wasn’t evil, and didn’t want to hurt us, but I don’t believe that. Nobody wanted it around. There was all kinds of anger and fighting and bickering going on in the house. We kept telling it to go, and ignoring it, refusing to get into fear. It finally left. We could all feel the difference in the atmosphere of the house.
True story.