posted on Jan, 30 2007 @ 10:45 PM
I lived in a haunted house as a child. The house had been vacant for more than a decade before my family bought it and no one has lived in it in the
8 or so years since my family moved.
In our house, the hall would often fill with what smelled like cigar smoke. Things would go missing and turn up in odd places. My mom would talk to
whatever was in the house and say, "You know we don't smoke in this house. If you are going to smoke, go outside." or "Put my things back. It
isn't nice to use them without asking first." Usually when my mom would say something to it, the smoke would clear or we would find whatever we had
been looking for.
After my family had lived there for about 10 years, my sister died. She died in the house. It was her death that was devastating, not the location.
I slept in the very bed where she died for the next year. Really odd things kept happening, but I wasn't frightened.
However, I have been in places that just don't feel good. I have walked into buildings that simply feel so bad that I know that I could never live
in them.
I guess my point is, I have to go by what a place feels like to me, not its past history. If someone was murdered in a house, it might or might not
be a good place to live. I'd have to feel it for myself.