Ghost Activity Story

Real Story of Ghost Activity in a Home
from Laura F.

My mom's home was haunted by the ghost of a woman who died there while my mother was taking care of her (assisted living). For years after she died, she would bang on the doors and walls at night. I sat down and "had a little talk" with her back in 2000. I told her she had died, that her mother had also died, and if she wanted to, she could go join her mother. I may have been talking to the wall, but the banging stopped.

That spirit is the only one I've ever had a personal experience with and it was a doozy. While alive, she was living with her mother; and my mom was taking care of both of them. They had shared a bedroom, and her mother continued to live for a few more years after she died.

Her bed remained empty in her mother's room all that time. After the mother died, my mom moved the single beds out and converted the room into a guest room. I visited one weekend and arrived while my mom was staying overnight with her sister. Without thinking about it, I bedded down in the guest room, and that's when the "fun" began.

As soon as I climbed into bed, there was a loud BANG! BANG! BANG! on the bedroom door. Of course, when I jumped up to investigate, there was absolutely nothing. It was pretty late at night, and I even checked outside all around the house -- nothing; the neighborhood was peaceful. Then, freaked out but determined to get some rest, I got back into bed, at which point there was a tug of war over the covers. I literally had to wrap both hands into the covers and pull back to keep them on me. "She" finally let go.

It wasn't until telling my mom about what happened the next day that I realized it must have been Louise. I mean, I got into the only bed in her bedroom, without even saying please or thank you. She must have been going to bed every night for years after she died, in her own bed in the room she had shared with her mother. Guess even ghosts like their routines.

Mom reported that she continued to bang on walls and doors at night for several years after that. Mom wasn't disturbed by the ghostly activity, but I didn't like the idea that Louise might have gotten trapped in the house, and that's why I talked to her. She was a bit of a firebrand in life; her mom was one of the gentlest people I've ever met. That's why I just automatically assumed the spirit was Louise and not her mother Ethel, even though the activity started after Ethel's passing. I don't think I would have had the courage to talk to her if I hadn't been sure that I knew who it was.

Shakespeare had it right: "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."