By: Hailey McCormick
I’ve always believed in the supernatural, or at least the idea that ghosts are able to interact with humans in the real world, mainly because of the weird experiences my family and I have had in our house. When we first moved in, I was in the 4th grade. Everything was normal for a long time — there were none of the usual signs of a haunted house that you see in movies. When my Grandma came to stay with us a few years later, though, weird things started happening that I still can’t explain to this day.
First, the CD player started to randomly turn on at full volume, usually when I wasn’t in the room, and the old radio in the garage did the same. We figured this was just an electrical problem, but things just got progressively weirder from there. Soon after that, my mom told me one morning that she’d had a hard time falling asleep, and was watching TV to try and fall asleep. Unable to reach the remote, she said quietly to herself, “This channel sucks.” Immediately after she said this, the channel switched by itself. Another time, my sister and I were sitting with my brother in his room, when we heard someone playing guitar, or at least someone plucking random strings on a guitar. Since I was the only guitar player in the family at the time, this was definitely strange. We followed the noise to my room, and after bursting the door open, my guitar, which had been leaning against the wall, fell to the ground. At this point, we knew there was something weird going on.
One morning, I was washing my hands in the bathroom with the door open, and I saw my sister walk past me into her room. I followed a few seconds later to tell her something, but realized no one was there. I found her at the other end of the hallway in the dining room, where she was eating a bowl of cereal. After I told her what had happened, a piece of her lucky charms that had fallen on the table jumped from the left to the right by itself, moving about an inch. At the time, we both just sort of looked at each other, our way of saying, “Well, that was weird,” and moved on, choosing to ignore it.
The weirdest and most unsettling occurrence happened within the last few months that my grandma lived with us. Everyone was sleeping except my mom and grandma. They went into my sister’s room to turn her TV off, because she usually sleeps with it on. As they were walking back down the hallway, they heard it turn back on. They turned around and turned it off again, chalking it up to the usual weirdness of our house, and went downstairs to my grandma’s room. (This is going to sound insane, but they swear up and down that it happened.) They walked down to find that a trash bag that my grandma had filled with clothes was now sticking to the static of the TV, and the clothes were in a pile on the middle of the floor. The following night, we admittedly tried to have a seance to connect with the spirit in our our house (we used candles and everything) but had no luck.
Now, I know I probably sound like a complete whacko, but my whole family can testify that all of this really happened. Weirdly enough, most of this stopped when my grandma moved out about two years later. I think that was going on in our house wasn’t harmful, and was perhaps just a spirit’s way of making itself known. I believe this spirit was somehow attached to my grandma, since it was most active while she was here, and nothing really happens anymore. Maybe we just had an extra visitor during her stay!
In the comments, feel free to share any weird or unexplained experiences you’ve had. Click here to visit a site where users submit their experiences with the supernatural, and it’s interesting to browse through!