reply to post by oneness86
Saw this a bit late, but it rang some bells, so responding. Thoughts? Oh, yeah. If you want the house to be YOURS, get rid of the thing, ghost,
whatever you want to call it. Things like this always become worse. They aren't friendly. I don't know what your beliefs are, but casting it out
is the simplest thing. Yes, as in casting out evil in the name of Jesus. Before you laugh, or shrug me off, let me share some things with you.
The attic door being barred as it was, brought to mind a house we rented for a while, over twenty years ago. Small place, in a small town, nothing
special in the looks. Two bedrooms, with a hallway between, and the bath on that, an open living and dining room area, and a kitchen with a door
separating it from the other rooms. Crawl space sort of attic, and a full basement, sectioned off, dark, and creepy. The ladder to the attic was
through the basement door, at the head of the stairs (they ran sideways down from the kitchen, along the back of the house). The place also had these
creepy cast iron wall vents, large things set at the floor, that a medium dog could walk into, if they went through. That big. The door to the
basement had one of those hook latches, and would NOT open with a draft, or even if you shook it, trying to make it come loose. I tried that, testing
it, after things started up. What happened? To start with, my daughter and I didn't like the place on sight. We were arriving some days after my
husband, and his directions mixed up a couple of streets, so we thought the house we sought was in the next block. Passing that one, we both
commented on being glad that wasn't it. Yet, it was the one. Well, we put the pets inside (birds and gerbils), and went to meet the hubby.
Settling in, we never felt comfortable. There were noises in the vents (no, no rats or mice, or anything like that), and the basement creeped us both
out. My husband noticed NOTHING, apparently having Ghostbuster blood or something. Nothing like that EVER is around when he is. At night, when he
was not home (Army, field crap), I would ALWAYS hear heavy booted footsteps in the attic. Mind you, no head room to walk up there. No raccoons,
squirrels, rats, anything - he checked. No access for them, no signs. When he was home, I never heard these sounds. No; I wasn't freaking out
being alone at night - I had been a single mom for years, and was used to that. The other creepy thing was the basement door. The one with the hook
latch. During the day, I was there alone. He worked, and the kid was at school. We had no non-caged pets, and it was COLD, so windows and doors
stayed closed. No drafts. House locked and secure. That door, though, would regularly open, when I wasn't in the room. Happened so often, I got
in the habit of closing the door into the kitchen, just to have another barrier. The place was seriously evil. I even dreamed of a little troll in
the walls (think Cat's Eye). One night, though, in a dream (if that's what it was), I rebuked this thing, and to my surprise it retreated.
Activity in the house, after that, settled a little, too. We moved soon after, needing more space, so that closed for me. Your attic door reminds me
of that place.
I grew up with ghost stories, too, so I won't write them off as something else. Seen too much, and heard too much from people I know and trust, to
Now, fast forward some years. A friend that has since moved lived in a place on post, that was haunted. From all reports, there are a LOT of haunted
places here. Anyway, her situation was scary. Husbands were deployed, and she was there with her small son, still a baby, though an older one.
She's been telling me of a problem on the stairs, with something there that would push her at times. Visiting, I could sense it; a very clear
presence. One night, she was going through the post-bath routine with the baby. He loved his bath, and the songs and play afterward. This night, in
the middle of giggles and coos, he glanced past her (from lying down being dressed), stopped smiling ,and started screaming and crying in terror.
This child NEVER did that. At that stage, i was MAD. This was an innocent baby, and I was already a bit angry that a friend was targeted. Very soon
after, we were staying with her for a little while, and she told me to "make myself at home". I told her what I intended, which was to evict this
THING. I flat out told it to go, and it did. For a while, at least, it wasn't there. It came back later, but she doesn't believe as I do, and
even admitted that she knew that was part of the problem. So, you can get rid of them, but you have to have some faith, and you have to be firm. You
can't do it alone.
Sorry about the GF business; cheating is inexcusable.