In this post, we continue the story of the West Midlands poltergeist case which began a week or so ago......
"Things got even stranger over the final couple of years at the property. My wife worked nights at (name of site removed), I was alone with the kids who were both asleep in bed. It was quite late and I felt hungry so I put something under the grill of the oven, I sat back in my armchair and stupidly fell asleep. The next thing I recall is the armchair being nudged quite forcefully, it rocked me forward and later when reflecting I recalled not immediately fully awakening initially, I was in that sort of half-asleep mode and must have thought I was dreaming then the chair rocked a second time and it jolted me awake. I opened my eyes to find the living room full of smoke, I immediately realised what I had done and dashed to find the first wisps of flame coming from the cooker. I switched it off and the flames fortunately died (the cooker had been on the verge of bursting into flame and we subsequently had it replaced the next day as it was damaged beyond repair). I quickly opened all the windows and the smoke dispersed. Had I not woken up at this time I shudder to think of the consequences. I had no smoke alarm and my two young daughters were asleep upstairs. I am convinced that the armchair was deliberately shaken in order to wake me.
Another incident occurred one time when I went to use the computer printer and there, sitting on the tray where the paper is output was the silver pen of my wife's deceased grandfather, this pen had been missing for over a year and could not have possibly been sat there all this time as I published a football newsletter and probably reloaded the paper tray at least twice a week. I am 100% certain that the pen had been carefully put in a striking place where we would discover it. Periodically, other missing items would turn up in silly places as well, such as long-lost underwear being suddenly discovered on the stairs.
Although we are not religious, we had the house blessed by the local (name of church removed) in the hope that we could live normal lives. This had no effect whatsoever.
Throughout the whole experience I questioned my sanity and that of my wife and despite all the mounting evidence I still had a part of me that did not want to believe what was happening. But any doubt I had disappeared when my daughter and wife both heard a voice from an unknown source whilst watching TV in the living room. I had just entered the living room when my eldest daughter (she was about 9 or 10 at the time) said "Was that you dad?” I had only just entered the room and had no idea what she was talking about, I glanced at my wife so she might be able to explain what my daughter meant, my wife nodded toward me so I said 'yes, that was me' to my daughter whilst wondering what had happened. Later, my wife explained that just before I entered the room a loud echoing voice (as if speaking down a tube) had said "hello". That was the clincher for me, we had no desire to have the kids exposed to this so we put the house on the market.
Another occurrence was when we bought a Labrador dog, he was the most placid friendly dog you could wish to meet, always greeting strangers whenever I took him for a walk around (removed) park. Then one day I got a phone call whilst at work from my wife, she told me to just listen to the receiver, all I could hear was the dog going absolutely nuts. He was barking and growling in a vicious manner that was totally out of character. I asked my wife what he was doing and she said he was barking at an empty space in the corner of the room. From that day onwards until we left the property about 6 months later we had no further incident so maybe the dog achieved where the Catholic church had failed and ridded us of the unwanted visitor.
At some stage we took it upon ourselves to make enquiries about the history of the house and found that a previous tenant had died and lay undiscovered for a number of days a few years earlier, we have no idea whether this is of relevance. FWIW, the property itself is a modest 1930s ex-council house.
These are the events as I recall them and there are many more minor incidents such as coming home to the empty house to find shaving foam sprayed across the bathroom floor. At no stage were we really scared of what was happening, it was not like the movies with floating apparitions and such like, I am sure you have heard many tales of grey ladies and headless horsemen but it was much more mundane and almost comical at times. Indeed my wife had started to treat it as a friend and she would admonish it whenever it got up to mischief.
On reflection we actually feel privileged to have witnessed something so inexplicable. It is quite humbling to know that there are such things we have no explanation for. We live in (another country) now and I wish I had known about your organisation before we left the UK so I could relate to you in person what we experienced as I do not think these words fully explain what we went through and how we felt at the time….."
Absolutely fascinating stuff, eh?
Regards,
The W.M.G.C.
"Things got even stranger over the final couple of years at the property. My wife worked nights at (name of site removed), I was alone with the kids who were both asleep in bed. It was quite late and I felt hungry so I put something under the grill of the oven, I sat back in my armchair and stupidly fell asleep. The next thing I recall is the armchair being nudged quite forcefully, it rocked me forward and later when reflecting I recalled not immediately fully awakening initially, I was in that sort of half-asleep mode and must have thought I was dreaming then the chair rocked a second time and it jolted me awake. I opened my eyes to find the living room full of smoke, I immediately realised what I had done and dashed to find the first wisps of flame coming from the cooker. I switched it off and the flames fortunately died (the cooker had been on the verge of bursting into flame and we subsequently had it replaced the next day as it was damaged beyond repair). I quickly opened all the windows and the smoke dispersed. Had I not woken up at this time I shudder to think of the consequences. I had no smoke alarm and my two young daughters were asleep upstairs. I am convinced that the armchair was deliberately shaken in order to wake me.
Another incident occurred one time when I went to use the computer printer and there, sitting on the tray where the paper is output was the silver pen of my wife's deceased grandfather, this pen had been missing for over a year and could not have possibly been sat there all this time as I published a football newsletter and probably reloaded the paper tray at least twice a week. I am 100% certain that the pen had been carefully put in a striking place where we would discover it. Periodically, other missing items would turn up in silly places as well, such as long-lost underwear being suddenly discovered on the stairs.
Although we are not religious, we had the house blessed by the local (name of church removed) in the hope that we could live normal lives. This had no effect whatsoever.
Throughout the whole experience I questioned my sanity and that of my wife and despite all the mounting evidence I still had a part of me that did not want to believe what was happening. But any doubt I had disappeared when my daughter and wife both heard a voice from an unknown source whilst watching TV in the living room. I had just entered the living room when my eldest daughter (she was about 9 or 10 at the time) said "Was that you dad?” I had only just entered the room and had no idea what she was talking about, I glanced at my wife so she might be able to explain what my daughter meant, my wife nodded toward me so I said 'yes, that was me' to my daughter whilst wondering what had happened. Later, my wife explained that just before I entered the room a loud echoing voice (as if speaking down a tube) had said "hello". That was the clincher for me, we had no desire to have the kids exposed to this so we put the house on the market.
Another occurrence was when we bought a Labrador dog, he was the most placid friendly dog you could wish to meet, always greeting strangers whenever I took him for a walk around (removed) park. Then one day I got a phone call whilst at work from my wife, she told me to just listen to the receiver, all I could hear was the dog going absolutely nuts. He was barking and growling in a vicious manner that was totally out of character. I asked my wife what he was doing and she said he was barking at an empty space in the corner of the room. From that day onwards until we left the property about 6 months later we had no further incident so maybe the dog achieved where the Catholic church had failed and ridded us of the unwanted visitor.
At some stage we took it upon ourselves to make enquiries about the history of the house and found that a previous tenant had died and lay undiscovered for a number of days a few years earlier, we have no idea whether this is of relevance. FWIW, the property itself is a modest 1930s ex-council house.
These are the events as I recall them and there are many more minor incidents such as coming home to the empty house to find shaving foam sprayed across the bathroom floor. At no stage were we really scared of what was happening, it was not like the movies with floating apparitions and such like, I am sure you have heard many tales of grey ladies and headless horsemen but it was much more mundane and almost comical at times. Indeed my wife had started to treat it as a friend and she would admonish it whenever it got up to mischief.
On reflection we actually feel privileged to have witnessed something so inexplicable. It is quite humbling to know that there are such things we have no explanation for. We live in (another country) now and I wish I had known about your organisation before we left the UK so I could relate to you in person what we experienced as I do not think these words fully explain what we went through and how we felt at the time….."
Absolutely fascinating stuff, eh?
Regards,
The W.M.G.C.
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