Mr. Karl

Mr. Karl is an older man (I think) that is living in my former residence where my daughter still resides. I'm not 100% sure when he showed up but it seems to be when my husband and I were going through some difficult times in our relationship and we lived apart for a few years. I remained in the home with our daughter.

I've never seen him and I don't think I've heard him (the voice I heard is a different story, same house) but since I've been aware of him, it's as if I could sense him around somehow. The same with the name, I get the impression his name is Karl. I have no clue if it's with a "C" or a "K" I seem to think "K". I don't know if it's his first or last name so I play it safe and go with Mr., so either way I'm being respectful.

There were some strange events in that house and I really don't know if he had anything to do with it but often times things that should have creeped me out didn't.

When my husband and I reconciled, I moved out of the townhouse and now my daughter remains there with her many pets. At that time she had 2 cats, 1 big dog and a turtle. All rescues, including the turtle. But when I left, that's when crazy stuff started to happen.

At first it was something simple. She would leave on the lights and find them off or vice versa. Your first thought is typically "oh, I thought I left it on/off, I guess I didn't." Not a big deal. But it happened a lot and you do start to notice whether you did or didn't. Objects would be moved and found where it made no sense for them to be. She would come home and find the heat had been on, with the thermostat turned all the way up in both the living room and what was my bedroom. No one was staying in that room yet.

S would be downstairs and hear noises from upstairs, as if I were still there. The animals, sans the turtle, would go in there to hang out since there was a big unoccupied bed to lounge on. Suddenly they would come running down all 3 scared, looking behind them as if they were being chased. The cats were fluffed up and the dog would have his hackles up. This happened on several occasions and it was really starting to make her angry and a little bit scared. She even tried talking to him, telling him I had moved and wasn't there anymore. Finally she had enough and called me to ask if I could come over and talk with Mr. Karl.

At first I felt kind of silly. I've said things to spirits, but just simple sentences like "please stop, you're scaring me", never an entire one way conversation. So I went over after work and upstairs into my old bedroom. I told him had been a good protector, how I always felt safe when I would sense him around, but he is not allowed to scare the pets or especially my daughter. I had moved and he if wanted to come with me he could but I was pretty sure my mother and aunt were there also. They both died in my current home. That's another story. Things quieted down for her quite a bit afterward.

About 2 years later I was at my daughter's home alone, just the pets and me and I was wondering if Mr. Karl was still there. So I asked! "Mr. Karl, are you still here?" Immediately the dog turned around and started to whimper. It kind of made me laugh and I said "I asked if you were here, not 'please scare the dog'". For some reason that gives me some comfort to know he is still there.