Old House Haunts Me

Ah, where to start. As a child, I grew up more or less in one house. For nine years, we lived there. We moved out when my parents got divorced, when I was about 11, and I guess I view that as the turning point in my life when I stopped seeing the world as a fairy tale, much the way a child does, and life gradually started just getting more real. Not in a bad way, I just started growing up about the same time we left that house. But, this leaves me with a huge division between 'childhood' and 'not quite childhood' in my life, and that house is the only place associated with 'childhood', so you'd think that memories and feelings associated with the house would be pleasant, yeah?

Not so, I'm afraid, and I don't know why. The house has haunted my dreams since we left. The dreams have a few generally constant elements, but are not recurring dreams. They never take place in the past, always real time. I'm in the house, but I no longer live there. My things are still there, in my room, it's like no one had lived there since we left it. Every time, I'm in my room, and it's sort of...dark. My vision is impaired, its dark and I can't turn on the lights. But not completely dark, just light enough that I can make out shapes and such, but can’t see clearly enough to get anything done.
Also, I'm always trying to get something accomplished, like, I'm trying to pack my things, or something to that effect. But I can't, because I can't see, or something is distracting me. It's extremely frustrating; I've got no control of the situation or my surroundings.

Said dreams are usually fairly uneventful, and, aside from being extremely frustrating, not that bad. One thing that does bother me about them is this weird, general feeling I get about the house. It feels…how can I describe this…sad. The house feels sad. There’s a huge negative undertone to all of these dreams, and even the waking thoughts I have about the house have the same feeling to them.

Well, I say the dreams are usually pretty harmless, but the most recent one I’ve had (this was a couple of weeks ago) was quite disturbing to me. As usual, we were in the house, but we didn’t live there. Someone else had lived there this time, and I got the general feeling that something bad had happened there, and that was the origination of the bad air about the house. It’s a generally disconcerting feeling, I can’t really figure out what it is besides upsetting.
But the dream, anyway. I was upstairs in the house, as per usual with these dreams, but this time I was in my old bathroom, looking around. I think I knew something had happened in the house, but I wasn’t sure what, and I was looking for clues. In the bathroom, I pulled back the shower curtain, and around the bathtub there was this red waterline. Like, blood… I got the idea that someone died there, suicide I thought. At this point, I was highly disturbed, and even recounting it gives me a strange feeling. So, I was really scared by what I saw, but the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place. I walked into my room, half expecting someone to be waiting for me, someone who wanted to hurt me. I was really scared by this time, but I went in my room anyway. As usual, my things were all in there, and my cat was on my bed, just walking around, being a cat. Then on my night stand, there was this other cat. It was…dark, like a shadow. Ominous.

When I was a child, in that house I always used to see these shadows, out of the corner of my eye, always just a glimpse, and I couldn’t see them if I tried to look directly at where I saw them. Much like what I saw described in this thread:

www.abovetopsecret.com...

These were never negative things, really just intriguing. I think I remember believing them to be cats, but I’m not sure if I thought they were cats or people.

This thing on my nightstand, resembling a shadow cat of sorts, was most definitely a negative…thing. I’d even say evil. It was most definitely not supposed to be in my room, so I grabbed it. At this point, I see the thing’s face, it looks right at me, and it has the most disturbing eyes. So, I kind of panic, and I’m trying to make it disappear, I’m beating it and kicking it, then all of a sudden the dream shifts.
The cat is forgotten, and now I’m looking out the window. It’s storming outside, fiercely. As I’m looking out the window, it’s like the walls and ceiling fade away, and all of a sudden it’s storming inside the house. I went out into the hall outside my room, and the wind and rain and thunder were so strong I was just crouching with my arms over my head trying not to be hit by flying debris. Then it was all over and I woke up. I haven’t had a dream about the house since then, but it was fairly recent.

Later that day, I went past the old house, and when I saw it, I noticed one thing about it, it looked…well, it looked sad, for lack of a better term. It looked beat down, like it had…lost its spirit or something. It’s not the same place where I grew up any more, and that feeling that I got from my dreams works its way into real life now when I think about that house.

I now feel like something terrible has happened in that house. It has changed ownership twice since we left it, and I know nothing about the current owners.
I’m thinking about going over there this weekend and maybe asking the neighbors if anything strange has happened.

Does anyone have any thoughts? Advice? Similar experiences? Help interpreting the dreams? Or maybe even explanations for any of the things I mentioned?

All comments are welcomed and appreciated.


--Kit.

Originally posted by Kitsunegari

I’m thinking about going over there this weekend and maybe asking the neighbors if anything strange has happened.

Does anyone have any thoughts? Advice? Similar experiences? Help interpreting the dreams? Or maybe even explanations for any of the things I mentioned?

All comments are welcomed and appreciated.


--Kit.

Wow, very interesting story.

Heres what I think. I think you should go there again, and find out more, there definetly seems to be a reason this is in your mind.

Maybe you could knock on the door and say, you grew up there, and just passing by looking at the house, reliving memories. Maybe you will get invited in, or at least you will get to meet the owner.

Or you could do like you said, ask neighbours about it.

Anyway if there is nothing there, and everything seems fine, then at least it will clear your mind, and then move on.
Thats why I think you should find out as much as you can, because its always going to be on your mind if you dont.

Have you looked up about the house in the news or something, if there has been a incident.

Anyway goodluck. Keep us updated

What this sounds like to me (and I am sure that you have considered this), is that you haven't quite dealt with your parent's divorce in a satisfactory way, or at least your subconsciousness thinks so.

Personally, I would bet on the dreams intensifying and intensifying. I'm sure you know as well as I do how the mind expands things which weigh heavily on it.

As far as having a psychic connection to the house; well, I wouldn't worry about that. I have heard of stranger things, but never seen any proof. So for now, I would simply suggest talking to a specialist and your parents about the divorce to force out any lingering feelings.

This would seem a wiser course of action than going to a house whose owners do not know you and saying, "hey! Anything strange been goin' on lately?"

Just my $.02 though.

Originally posted by Mezzanine
What this sounds like to me (and I am sure that you have considered this), is that you haven't quite dealt with your parent's divorce in a satisfactory way, or at least your subconsciousness thinks so.

Just my $.02 though.

Another point I forgot to mention, thanks.

Having my parents getting divorced as a child, I know that it can affect us badly.

Originally posted by Mezzanine
What this sounds like to me (and I am sure that you have considered this), is that you haven't quite dealt with your parent's divorce in a satisfactory way, or at least your subconsciousness thinks so.

I was thinking the same thing while reading the post.

Ah, I see I gave the wrong impression when I mentioned my parents' divorce. I was trying to use that as a sort of starting point, just an example really. My parents' divorce was not a difficult thing for me. They agreed on everything, they still treated each other like human beings, they never fought or anything. It was the easiest divorce experience (for the kids, anyway) that I've ever heard of, so I wouldn't look there for answers about this, and I have considered it.

The answers I am looking for are not to be found in my parents' divorce.

I do plan on visiting the house, and perhaps even knocking on the door if anyone's home, as has been said, I can at least meet the new owners.

I'll update if I can get there any time soon.

--Kit.

There a bunch of places like that were I live, in Crosby, Texas there is a neighborhood called Newport and it was built on a black slave cemetary. They even made a movie about it. There is fountain in the front, I heard stories of crap living in there but i don't know what. I live in a town about 20 north called Huffman and there are a few haunted houses out here. This lady that lives behind me she is always chanting about lucifer and goblins and stuff.

I know a few people have thrown the subconscious theory about regarding your parents divorce, but have you considered a repressed memory? Maybe from when you where very young. The mind can't keep something locked up for so long without it dropping 'hints'.

Just thought that I'd throw that in there. Please keep us updated with what you discover when you visit

p.s. this is Fudgestix posting on my boyfriends account (just incase I post later on my account)


[edit on 19/7/07 by AchilliesOfPandemonium]

Yes, I'm thinking repressed memory too. perhaps something that precipitated your parents divorce? Death of a child? miscarriage? Could be anything. You may find a trip back there helps or hinders.

I didn't get out there to visit the house on the day that I had planned to, but I do plan on getting out there some time.

There may actually be something to the repressed memory theory, my entire childhood is foggy in my mind. I was on anti-depressants at a young age, which may well be why I can't remember very much, but I also don't remember why I was on anti-depressants. I'll do what I can to look into that, though honestly, I don't know what I can do.

Any suggestions on pursuing the repressed memory theory? It will be a while yet before I can get out to the house now.

--Kit.

Update
I still haven't been back to visit the house, though to be honest, just after I posted all of this it seemed that the issue was laid to rest, it wasn't really bothering me any more.
After the disturbing dream I mentioned in the OP, it was a good long while before anything about the house came up again. Seemed like that was the climax of the issue, but in the past week or two its started to bother me again.

There was ONE dream, and it really wasn't like all the others, but it still had a negative feelling attached to my old house. It was a long dream and only a brief part of it was in the house. I was there with my dad and my sister I think, I don't remember what was going on, but it seems like there were other people there too. As always, I was upstairs though, and the supposed people were downstairs. I was just fooling around upstairs this time, I wasn't trying to accomplish something. I don't remember there being a problem with my vision either, so I suppose this particular dream could be entirely unrelated to the ordeal. But, I digress, I was upstairs in my old bathroom I think, I guess I was just exploring ,and I found my way into this room, a room that didn't exist in the real house. It was a creepy place, and actually it was almost like it wasn't a room at all, but it was the space between the walls. Aside from the fact that it was a relatively large open space. I was scared in there, I don't know why.
So I was scared, and frantic, trying to get away from that place, and that's all I remember.

I got to thinking this afternoon, about my life up until my parents' divorce. Just thinking about what major turning points I've had in my life, but I got on to thinking about the old house again and just felt a need to revisit this thread and give a little update. The dreams don't bother me so much anymore, but the issue is still very upsetting.
The repressed memory theory, however ridiculous and unlikely I want to think it is, seems a decently probable one. As I've mentioned, my memory of my childhood up until we moved out of that house is absolutely terrible.
Another thing I noticed, I don't know if it's relevant or not, my parents split when I was 9 (not 11 as I said in the OP, again bad memory), but I can't remember even one instance of the two of them fighting in my entire life until after the divorce. Obviously its an easy possibility that they were just careful not to fight in front of my sister and I, but I find it strange. Even after they divorced I can only remember real fight. It seems odd doesn't it? If they really didn't fight much, why did they split up? I know there could easily be other reasons but its something I noticed.

Just wanted to post an update, get it off my chest because its unexpectedly still bothering me

--Kit.

The double post, she kills me

sorry

--Kit.

[edit on 11/3/2008 by Kitsunegari]

reply in the hopes of bumping this thread somewhat. i never managed to find any closure on this issue, i need to visit the house again. it no longer haunts my dreams really but i feel that that's because it's been pushed aside by all the other things i now have to worry myself with. my dreams are haunted by different ghosts now.
several friends have come to me in the past weeks and confessed to me that they were sexually abused as children. it really has me thinking, and almost panicking. i need to know what happened in that house. i need to know if something happened to ME in that house. which would explain the dreams and the general memory loss of my childhood. i need to know, i desperately need to know what (if anything) happened there. please help me.
i don't feel like this could have happened without a reason.
please help me.

--kit.

Originally posted by DominionOfGozer
There a bunch of places like that were I live, in Crosby, Texas there is a neighborhood called Newport and it was built on a black slave cemetary. They even made a movie about it. There is fountain in the front, I heard stories of crap living in there but i don't know what. I live in a town about 20 north called Huffman and there are a few haunted houses out here. This lady that lives behind me she is always chanting about lucifer and goblins and stuff.

That is the Black Hope cemetery. The name of the street is Poppets Way.
Crosby has a fair number of high strangeness issues including hauntings, ufos and even a few cryptids.