Originally posted by thejon1982
This happened.. not saying i believe in it or anything but i had no choice. i was a kid..
ever since i was young i have had a food phobia, among other issues. When i was a teenager i started hypnotherapy to try and sort these things out. I
was told there was something wrong inside me and the next thing i know there is some guy over my house to exorsise it... he apparently had no ideas
about me or my eating disorder but then said i was possesed by an old man who died of stomach cancer and couldnt eat for months before his death.. the
maybe not the strangest thing thats ever happened to me, but weird.
Now that made my blood run cold and gave me a chill.
Reminded me of a story about my auntie's old house and i'll explain why...
Ok it was a big house in the old part of liverpool (Ampthill road in Aigburth to be exact) and my auntie and uncle decided to move in from their
smaller house as they had two young girls...
This had 3 floors, with the 3rd floor being a big attic room with a staircase going up to it behind a door. The attic room also led to a smaller store
room with a lockable door.
The first people to view the house were my auntie and my mum, and on first sight it was very nice, spacious, bright, and enough rooms to support my
They took a quick glance around on the first two floors and a glance in the attic room which was quite dark and barely lit.
So my auntie and uncle move in... and discover upon fixing the bulb, that the bare attic had been painted from floor to ceiling, every wall, painted
in red paint... everything.. and that the door to the cupboard was not just locked but had a single board nailed across it from the outside, stopping
the door from opening inwards to the attic room.
My mum and auntie hadn't bothered to check with estate agent, just assuming it was a cupboard and didn't ask to look in at the time, especially
without the light in the attic and hadn't noticed the board at the time.
But sure enough my uncle opened it up, and sure enough it was just a walk in cupboard area, but that too was painted red. All over.
They thought nothing of it.
They painted over it all, converted it into a double bedroom for the daughters, new furniture, fixed the skylight, made it comfortable with teddies
and toys and what-not...
But after spending less than a month in that room both the kids complained of 'bad dreams' and didn't feel comfortable sleeping in there.
The younger daughter (my younger cousin) developed a serious eating disorder (from as young as i remember, she was maybe 5 or 6) and was nothing but
skin and bones, refusing to eat most foods and was extremely fussy about what foods she would eat.
Also strange things started happening in the house, eerie feelings in rooms, like you weren't alone. I remember visiting and wanted to see the cat (i
was about 12 so don't laugh) and tried to bring it into the house, but the cat would never go further into the house than the kitchen otherwise its
fur would rise up and it would act strange and bolt for the exit.
So my uncle again had to convert a smaller, downstairs room for the kids, which was fine for them as they slept better... But the younger daughter
stayed ill, (she still is due to the stunted growth)...
My grandmother and grandfather celebrated their wedding anniversary at my auntie's house once. Lots of cousins all met up and played like we did, and
we dared each other to go into the 'spooky attic', sure enough i was the oldest male there (12 years old) and i was the one dared to go up in the
dark. Fair enough, it wasn't that dark and their was cool junk in there (boxes of clothes, christmas tree decoration an old bike, record etc), I
thought i'd have a root... so i climbed the stairs into the dimly lit room, and my cousins shut the downstairs door (being typical girl cousins) so
no light came up from the stairs, all i had was the skylight light and i couldn't find the lightswitch.
I remember thinking 'no problem i'm not scared'... and then 'something happened' in the dark corner of the room, like a cold feeling came from
it, from the cupboard area, the door was open and it was full of old toys but it was really cold... I ran down the stairs and got to the door but my
cousins were holding it shut and i was stuck, kicking the door and eventually the let me out, but it was horrible, like a cold, bad shadow... that's
the only way i can explain it.
Things in the house would sometimes go missing, strange noises were heard, and lots and lots of bad luck came across them... I do believe it was
something in the house that caused this... there was always a 'feeling' in there and i never really liked staying over.
As I say bad luck got worse, my uncle started drinking heavily, he got depressed , he started staying away from the house and had an affair... they
divorced, my auntie kept the house... but too many memories remained, the house became heavier with atmosphere, every room was either too warm or too
cold. The cat still never came in... my younger cousin stayed ill no matter what the doctors did.
My uncle moved to another place, got himself a house, but jacked his job in and started drinking even more... Once upon a time my uncle was a lovely,
caring, shining, great chap, a really good bloke, singing with the kids kinda guy. He liked to take us out to the airport and show us the planes and
take me and my brother and mum and auntie on holidays around the country... just a great bloke.
But in his last days, he looked haunted and weary and tired and became unsociable.
But eventually the police found him at his new home, dead on the couch, covered in his own vomit curled up on the couch, surrounded by drink cans and
bottles... he'd died of liver failure.
My auntie eventually sold the house, and her spirits changed, despite everything she looked like a new person, even after everything she's going
But I still honestly believe a bad energy in that house affected my cousins, my auntie and my uncle.... I felt something bad in the attic and some of
the other rooms, as did other family members.
My younger cousin never talks about much, but my older cousin tells me of memories of seeing 'figures' around the house and strange shadows...
Even writing this has given me the chills.... It really makes me wonder why the attic was painted red and that wierd cupboard was not just locked but
boarded up and why on earth had the previous owner painted the top room red!!??
All that bad luck and strange energy and emotion... I think maybe something bad happened in that house... maybe old magic or something worse... i
don't know but sometimes i wish I did know...
I also think the energy affected my cousin and caused her to become so ill, she was always so quiet and always looked sad... and clung to her parents
and didn't like being alone in the house.
Sorry for the long post but i had to get that off my chest ...
[edit on 22-6-2008 by mr-lizard]
[edit on 22-6-2008 by mr-lizard]