Heres something spooky that happened to a friend of mine. (This is the same friend that had the U.F.O sighting in London which Ive writtern
Here's her story in her own words... " When I was 9 years old the family moved to Limerick City in Ireland. We bought a house with a shop attached,
(for any-one reading this that knows Limerick city, 26 Catherine street.)
We were the first outside family in a long time to have purchased the property from the previous owners, the Mooney family. The house still contained
all the original features and victorian furniture. In a wardrobe in one of the top floor bedrooms, we discovered victorian mourning clothes, the same
clothes worn by people in old photographs hung on the wall.
After some time members of my family started to experience various strange happenings, cold spots, whistling noises and old fiddle music and the sound
of dancing coming from the top floor.
One particular evening I was sitting with my mother, nan and aunt. My cousin was serving in the shop with my brother. Suddenely there were sounds of
furious footsteps running down the stairs towards the front door.
My brother grabbed a stick and ran towards the hallway thinking it was an intruder, only to discover there was nobody there at all.
Strange stories were attached to the house going way back but no-one in the neighbourhood would confirm them. Some apparantly were writtern in the
local newspapers, Im assuming the dates would be early 1900's or 1920's. One story goes that an officer in the British army lived there married to
an American lady. She was responsible for the design of the bathroom, which had beautiful stained glass and an Edwardian style interior. She was
reported missing without a trace.
The bathroom had a cold spot outside the door which my brother experienced one morning. Also a high pitched whistling noise went through his ears
each time he passed the door.
Other things were happening. Locks were discovered open in the morning after being secured at night. A figure of an old man seen by my sister
rocking in a chair. Kitchen shelves falling simultaneously off the wall, just missing my baby brother in his pram nearby.
Neadless to say we only lived there for a year before returning back to England!
On a final note, one of the rooms in the basement of the house had blood stains on the wall. We were told that at one time pigs were slaughtered down
there. In the coal cellar we found blood stained mattresses. Again we were told that during the IRA uprising, wounded soldiers were hidden down
there. Which all adds up to quite a gruesome atmosphere!
I have always wondered if any further occupants have experienced any paranormal activities in the house and would love to find out."