The Ghost Who We Upset

My wife and I were wanting to move to a farming community in the Texas Panhandle with a population of around three hundred. We had lived in Amarillo for eight years and six months. We had heard about a widow that was seriously considering selling her house in this small community one hundred miles away. We looked at the house and it was perfect for our family of two daughters. They were both still young girls and the school close by was a good country school.

It did take awhile to get everything in order due to different problems involved but after the papers were signed on the house, we were overjoyed. We began moving our things in and then my wife began with her preferences of what color the walls should be and different changes in the house. Everything was going great for us at this time except for that first time that I noticed that the house had a certain eerie quality to it.

It was the first or second day after everything was moved and my wife needed some tools to work with so she went over to get the things she needed. I was standing in the kitchen and was leaned against the counter. My wife had been gone only around ten minutes and I heard the garage door raise. I thought that it was very odd that she had came back so soon so I opened the door to the garage from the house and the big garage door was still down. When I went back into the kitchen, I noticed the only garage door opener we had was in the kitchen. When my wife got back I explained to her that I thought we might have a spirit haunting our house. I have a gift or an ability that I have had since I was around five to interact with spirits so she accepted that with a little knowledge that I was capable of knowing whether the house was haunted or not.

Strange things began to happen quite frequently and increased in this house. About eighty five percent of the time spirits contact me in dreams so because of this I am not for sure which category this particular story belongs in. All of my normal human senses also react to the presence of spirits also. I hear their voices very plainly, I smell their perfume and tobacco smoke and I see and feel them. No one who does this has any actual proof regardless; unless there is a witness and still that is not considered proof. All I can say to anyone is what I have experienced. Even videos and photos are not proof to others. I will continue to tell you about the events that followed but I know from my experiences that no one has no need to fear death for life is eternal.

It actually started with dreams of the widow's husband who had died of cancer. They were lucid dreams. One dream has me knocking on the door and J-, the widow's husband opens the door and there is J's cowboy hat moving around the floor. J is a thin man with horn rimmed glasses and he smokes a pipe. His hair is oiled like men did back around the nineteen fifties. He laughs at my surprise at seeing the hat move across the floor. He grabs the top part of the hat and pulls it off of a live parrot underneath. The dreams would happen often. Usually J. Was relaxed and smiling and I was treated like his guest.

Supernatural things began happening. My daughters' battery operated toys began making noises and running around my daughters' bedrooms. I woke up one time around 3:00 a.m. And every toy in my daughter's bedroom went off.

Then there was the strangest phenomena I experienced. And that was when my youngest daughter had a sleepover. All the girls were asleep and I got up to get a glass of water. The house was dark and I was walking passed the bathroom where our guests and our daughters had their electric toothbrushes. At that time it was a popular thing among children to have electric toothbrushes with different colored lights on them flashing when they were turned on. That night there were five toothbrushes going off together; buzzing and flashing their lights. It took me awhile to shut them off.

At the time of renovations on this house, I was working four days on and four days off doing twelve hour shifts at night at a state prison. I was driving seventy miles one way. When I came in I would sleep during the day. I always smelled J's tobacco pipe in the master bedroom where my wife and I slept. That particular day I came in and could smell the pipe smoke. I was undressing and feeling kind of devilish so I said " J- how are you doing today? Oh never mind you are dead!" I laughed to myself. I fell asleep and had a bad dream that J- was furious at me and as I woke up I heard a man's voice very loud and clear say " Get your g - mn arm back on that bed." I looked down and my arm was actually hanging off my bed. That one bothered me because I realized how badly this was about to escalate.

The next day I waited until everyone was out of the house and I went into the Master bedroom and called out to him. " J- I want to apologize for what I said to you. I hope you accept my apologies. We know this was your house and you are welcome to stay around here as long as you don't frighten my children. I know you will understand because you were also a Daddy. I won't disrespect you again." I believe we did sage the house maybe but this haunting happened over twenty years ago and J's ghost has never made any problems since then. Since then spirits are always respected and I rarely ever have problems. I still have experiences with spirits as long as I attempt to communicate or just have a connection. I am divorced now and live with my dog. I have slowly been able to disconnect some, all out of respect for my dog. She has a lot of fear and anxiety from me accepting wandering spirits into my apartment for short visits. It's amazing to find so many that are earth bound.