Tipper at Blind Pig & the Acorn had been hosting a lot of Spooky October stories. My story isn't nearly as scary as some, but it has always been a puzzling incident to my mother and me.
I grew up in a house that my parent's built, so there was no 'past', no scary incidents that had happened in this house. The whole thing started when I was about fifteen years old. My mom always had a lot of trouble going to sleep at night, and I enjoyed staying up late, so we were up together a lot.
As a rule, we washed our dishes after supper and covered them with a clean dish towel~leaving them in the dish drying rack. One night, we were both reading and we heard the dishes 'shift' in the dish rack. Nothing unusual. But every night they seemed to 'shift' louder and louder. To the point that we got up and would go look at them. They hadn't moved.
Finally, the noise escalated to sound like the dishes were falling and breaking all over the floor. But nothing was ever moved. We started putting the dishes up at night~still heard them 'breaking'. It wasn't like a dish or two moved, it was like they were being thrown all over the room, yet nothing was ever broken.
To irritate us more, my dad purposely stayed up every once in a while to hear the 'racket'. Never made a sound. If he or my brother was up, no sound ever came from that kitchen.
This went on for years~and it was loud! It was still happening when I married and moved away. My mom doesn't know when it stopped, but gradually, years later, the sounds stopped with no explanation as to what it was.
My daughters thought I should also mention that this last week, our stereo has turned itself on all-by-itself three days in a row, LOL! I guess the old thing is going out~well, we think that's what it is.
With the dishes, maybe someone just wanted your attention;)
ReplyDeleteThat is very strange. I would have been terrified!
ReplyDeleteThe office I work in is a very old, big house that was converted into an office. A lady actually did die here many years ago from a hemorrage (she was pregnant). I don't think I've ever had any ghostly experiences here, though. Hope not ever!
ewwwww.... the sound of breaking dishes would scare me!!! One night when I was a teenager, while lying in bed, I saw my bedroom window light up, as if there were headlights shining inside. I sat up to peek out the window and saw a huge red ball of (?) fire, moving across the sky. There was an old cemetary across the road from our house. Needless to say, I got up and boogied down the hall into my parents bedroom. They didn't see it, but my mom has told stories of "the old folks" seeing things like that over graveyards. I never have googled that, as a matter of fact... maybe I will today. :D
ReplyDeleteMary-a very mysterious story. I'd have been so scared I'd have been sleeping with mom every night : )
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