Ghost Voice

by Jayne
(pa usa)

Here is a story about a voice from the other side. It wasn't an evp, I heard it with my naked ear. I don't know what that categorizes it as. We, my husband , my son and his wife, my other foster son, and myself lived in a farmhouse in Center, PA, nice, big and old. We often wondered about the past in that farmhouse.

We moved in in Oct 2001 and tried to get used to the place. After being instructed to always keep the cellar door locked (with a deadbolt, in the kitchen) we wondered why. I would lock this at least 3 times a day. It would be unlocked the next time I would look. Our kitchen was off the pantry on one side and the living room and a large spare room on the other side. In the spare room was a closet that had covered up a old fireplace and a blocked off door to the steps going upstairs. In this closet was a Bible, on the shelf left by previous renters. In the pantry was the bathroom and the entrance to the upstairs. I spent a lot of my time in the living room oblivious to what was happening. But my husband and my sons and our 2 yr old cat knew something else was there. Our cats food and litter was in the spare room closet. She wouldn't go into that room unless someone went with her. So my husband would put a mattress on the floor and sleep there. During the night, when the Bible was off the shelf, the cellar door would bang and bang and a young girl would come out and go straight into the spare room followed by a old bearded man. They would run into the closet to the blocked off door and then up the steps to the second floor where my son could hear them coming. They would eventually end up in his room, which was right above the spare room, and disappear through the wall. If we would leave the Bible on the shelf nothing would happen.

Thinking someone knows something we questioned the landlord only to be shrugged off. This lasted the whole 8 months we lived there till we couldn't take it any more and we decided to move. My only experience with the ghost in our house, was when I was the only one home it was the last day we were there, and I was asked by a very deep, gruff, evil sounding voice. "WHERE YOU GOING?" Knowing I was home alone I didn't stick around. It frightened me.

Thanks Jayne