Reading through the boards, I noticed some chatter about Ghosts and experiences, so I decided to share my story about my experience when i was younger, living in a house that had two entities...

Even as I recall the story, it makes my skin crawl, but knowing what i know now, I am not as afraid as I used to be, my experiences occured when i was about 9 years old, so from a childs perspective, and not having much knowledge of ghosts and hauntings, you can imagine how scarey it was for me as a child....

But i can say without a word of doubt, I do believe that there is another "dimension" or "After Life", when we pass, I have had proof of it first hand..

We moved into a house in a quiet little suburb, My mother, Grand mother and two sisters, we also had a Scotch Collie dog and a moggy cat...

Things started off quite normal for a few months, but we started to notice that our Mother was coming in at odd times of the night, waking us up and putting a nice good dose of Pain Relief (childrens panadol) down our throats and going back to bed.  None of us thought to question why she was doing this, as what child ever thinks of asking their mom why are you giving us medicine in our sleep?

One night she came in, Panadol in hand, and said to each of us Whos calling me? Which one of you is calling me? Are you ok? Whats the matter? The three of us woke up dazed and looked at her like she was nutcase, wondering what on earth she was talking about...In the morning, mom sat us down and said the last couple of nights one of you has been calling "mom", "mom" in your sleep, the 3 of us looked at her with a blank look on our faces, and none of us knew who was doing it..

At this point according to our Mother, she started to wonder herself what was going on, as she thought it was odd, that her kids would be calling out to her without waking up and coming into the room like we would normally do.  Our Grandmother was an intuiative lady who mentioned to mom that she had a very uneasy feeling about the house, and told her that she could swear that someone was touching her face at night when she was sleeping, she said a few times she woke up but nobody was there...

As the weeks passed, mom started to hear other noises that raised her suspicions, she would hear footsteps walking up and down our hallway outside our bedrooms, and when she would get up to investigate, who was roaming the house at night we would all be tucked away safely and soundly sleeping in our beds, it wasnt until our dog started to get restless on these nights and growl and pace up and down that mom started to wonder what was "Really" going on..

Mom decided to try and outsmart whoever it was by shaking talcum powder all over the hallway carpet, and on the verandah outside the front door, to see if there was really someone hanging around or walking the house at night, (at this point she still hadnt ruled out one of us sleepwalking in our sleep).  So after hearing footsteps, this particular night and the dog growling again, she got up and inspected the talcum powdered hallway and found nothing but paw prints from the dog, and absolutely nothing on the verandah.  This started to worry mom, and raise her suspicions.

By this time it would have been about 3 months since we moved into the property and I started to notice what I thought was someone walking past door ways, but whenever I looked towards the movement, there would be nobody there, I thought it was one of my sisters playing tricks, until I heard my mom and grand mother talking and she as saying she could swear she has seen a lady moving around the house, she was telling mom she was sure that we were not alone in the home.

I wasn’t really afraid at this stage as I was sure that what I was seeing was something that wasn’t going to hurt me, it appeared to be a woman with a white lacey flowing dress, that’s the "impression" it kept giving me, I also heard my grandmother refer to the person as a woman as well, I had mentioned this to my mom , and she said my nan had also been saying the same thing..

I didn’t really find it bothered me that much as it never hurt us, but you could feel a presence at times, but these visits would become more frequent and other more identifiable. I remember lying in bed almost asleep one night when I felt somebody sit on the end of my bed, it was dead weight, initially I thought it was the cat trying to sneak a sleep in the bedroom, but when I looked down to the end of the bed, there was nothing there, but I could still feel the weight.. This started to freak me out, probably because I couldn’t rationalize it in my head. I was comforted to know that it started to happen to my other sisters as well, then It started to happen to my mom and nan. Mum decided to tell us that she suspected that we might have a friendly "ghost" living with us, and not to be afraid, she also said she had decided it might be best if we got the local Priest to come out and bless the house, (back then that was the normal situation for dealing with spirits).

Slowly but surely, things started to happen that weren’t so friendly in nature, mum came home from the church with blessed holy water and started throwing it around all the corners of the room, chanting something the priest had told her to say, and reassured us that out ghosty days were over�?Unfortunately our ghosts had other news for her..

We started to notice that there were definitely two entities we were dealing with, when we started to experience "naughty ghost" type behaviour, the heater fan would turn on by itself, the television would turn on by itself, and at night sometimes you could hear chairs moving, or toys moving or we would wake to a smell in the house without warning. It was like something you would smell in a doctors surgery, poor mom decided it was so pungent that it must be rodents weeing in the roof and decided to get someone out to check the roof, to make sure we had no uninvited guests. But�?yes nothing was found, the smell would be there one day, and completely gone the next..

Nan being a religious lady with a strong catholic upbringing decided that she would make up an alter and put it in one of the bedrooms, on the alter we had rosary beads, Statues of Mary, Jesus and Joseph, little picture cards of saints and the pope, and tealight candles. Nan decided it would be best to light the candles every day and say a prayer to the alter for god to protect us, unfortunately at times, everytime you’d light the candle it would automatically blow itself out. This was starting to get a little nerve wrecking on small children, so we all started to go to bed with our rosary beads and say our Our fathers and Hail Marys and ask for protection at night, as the uninvited guests would make a visit just about every night, it was getting so bad that we all decided that it would be best to make up one large bed on the lounge room floor and sleep together, that way nobody felt as though they were being targeted by something or singled out�?/FONT>