Our Rental House Ghost
Since I began this Spooky Saturday Story blog, I have been amazed at the strange experiences people have had. Today’s story is a retelling of a couple of eerie experiences told to me by my sister and her husband.
My sister, Chloe, said that after her divorce and before she met her current husband (Dan), she had rented a house from a man who disclosed to her some odd features of her home. One notable feature was that there were some suspicious-looking gouges in the wood on and around the inside of the basement door.
As the story goes, the landlord’s grandmother had been living in that house during the last years of her life with her caregiver. His grandmother suffered from dementia and she was known to get up and wander around. Once, she wandered into the basement and managed to get locked in until the caregiver got back home. She could not figure out how to get out of the basement and used some sort of instrument to try and get out. She scarred up the door and the wood around the door.
After the grandmother’s death, they fixed the place up as a rental house.
Chloe said her first experience with the house was on her first night when she was awakened around two or three in the morning by the insistent ringing of the front doorbell. The chime kept going off over and over. My sister said she got up and stumbled, half-awake, to the front door and did the idiotic thing she vowed she would never do when she sees it done in horror films – she opened the door.
She said she even did the MORE stupid, step out onto the porch and look around. She said she pushed the doorbell several times because she had been under the impression it was broken. The doorbell did not work. She pushed it several more times to be sure. (If there had been a hatchet wielding maniac standing nearby, he would have had ample time to attack as she played with the doorbell.)
She went back inside and went back to bed. When the landlord came over one day to do some routine repairs to the house a few days later, she asked him about the doorbell.
“What? That’s impossible. We disconnected that doorbell years ago.”
Chloe also has a cat – Ankh – who would stop and stare at things in the house that no one else could see. One day, Chloe’s oldest daughter took a set of rapid pictures as Ankh tracked some invisible object across the living room wall. When they viewed the pictures a few moments later – they saw a ghostly orb moving across the wall that had not been visible without the camera. It was apparently what the cat had been watching.
Dan, my brother-in-law, said he had a relative’s house that was haunted – sounds, things moving – and that sort of thing, but the scariest thing he related was that in the middle of the night, the door to the bedroom he stayed in suddenly shook in its frame and the doorknob rattled as if someone (or something) was trying desperately to get in. Dan noted that the door was heavy old door that was not cut well and had to be forced a little every time it was opened, so it took some effort to rattle it that way.
So, the moral of this tale? If a house is haunted – DON’T STAY THERE AND FOR PETE’S SAKE DON’T DO THE DUMB STEP OUTSIDE “IS ANYONE THERE?” ROUTINE WHEN YOUR BROKEN DOORBELL GOES OFF MYSTERIOUSLY AT 2 A.M.!