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These things can happen anywhere and for no apparent reason, in my experience, which is pretty limited. I tell myself I don't believe in them, which is stupid, because I've experienced them twice, and have a relative and a close friend who've had something similar happen. Neither one of them are given to "inventing" things. First one: a friend who grew up in Comox was visiting her father there in the house she grew up in, built in the 1950s. No problems ever, until just after she'd had her second child, and went down into the basement with the baby. She didn't see anything, but she knew that there was a "presence" in one area in the basement and that it was after her baby. No post-partum depression with either of her babies, so it couldn't have been a hormone imbalance after pregnancy and childbirth--a completely sane and normal woman before and after. She's not a regular church-goer, but she is a believing Christian, and she broke into "In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son . . . " etc., followed by "YOU CANNOT HAVE MY BABY!" And whatever it was left. Second: my younger brother-in-law, who is aboriginal, has reconnected with his aboriginal roots and has learned a lot. While he was still living in Nanaimo, he was asked to "cleanse" an old Victorian house in the south end. Among other things, he was carrying an abalone shell with burning sage in it. He'd gone through the whole house and most of the basement, and then reached a far corner of the basement. Instantly felt very, very cold, and the sage stopped burning. He went back upstairs, got ready for another try at it, and went back down to the basement. Same thing happened. Three tries total, and he never succeeded. My theory on that one: a lot of those old Victorian houses were built by English immigrants, and it's possible that the people who built the house had brought to Canada their old English beliefs in witchcraft. Among the older generations of English, witchcraft was taken seriously and never laughed at. I hope that it died out with my mother's generation, but I doubt it. So I suspect that the original English builders of the house might have been practising witchcraft in that general area of the house. Third: I lived for nearly twenty years in a house well-known to be haunted. More accurate to say that we "lived with" someone else. Every once in a while, someone in the house would have the feeling that someone else had walked behind their left shoulder, just barely grazing their shoulder as they walked by. I noticed it first, I think, and then when my mother and father visited our new house for the first time, my mother said "You know this house is haunted, don't you?" Yes, I did, but the man who haunted it was friendly and there wasn't ever any trouble. Fourth: scariest one was when I was in my forties, visiting my mother in the southern interior after my father had died, and a face, very round, not quite human but close to it, with very, very noticeable curly black glossy hair appeared at the bottom of my bed. I screamed so loud that I woke up my mother, whose bedroom was at the other end of the house and on another floor. Yes, it can happen. It's happened to people whom I absolutely believe. It's happened to me. I've been lucky that I didn't have to go through the experiences that you've had.Originally Posted by redrose85
I once stayed in an old hotel on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington state that had been restored to its original condition, including very fancy woodwork on the doors. Looked at the inside of the door one night, noticed that there was a Christian cross built into the woodwork, and asked about it. The owners told me that it was fairly common a hundred years or so ago, and it was a protection against the devil, satan, whatever you want to call it/him, entering during the night while people were sleeping.
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