Real lives
Who were these strange creatures trying to scare my family? I had to find out.
Usually, buying a house is a long-winded process, but not for me. I popped by ours after work with my mum, Hazel, and bought it on the spot.
The first time my hubby Gordon saw it was the day we moved in!
‘Yeah, I like it,’ he smiled, as we dragged our boxes inside our new home in Fraserburgh, Aberdeenshire.
I should have known that life is never that straightforward.
A while later, I was chatting on the sofa with my daughter, Lauren, who had dropped by for a visit, when my grandson, Owen, four, came running in from the hallway looking scared.
‘Granny, there’s shadow people out there!’ he gasped. ‘They were walking like this…’
Then he shuffled along, hunched over.
It wasn’t like Owen to make up stories, nor my other daughter, Eden, then nine, who began seeing faces in the mirror. She couldn’t make out any features, but said they’d been looking over her shoulder as she brushed her teeth.
I dismissed all their stories until, one morning, I came downstairs to find my big mirror propped up on the hallway floor. Someone strong had unhooked it from the wall and lifted it down.
‘Why would I do that?’ Gordon chuckled, when I asked if it was him.
It was all a mystery. After that, weird things kept on happening. Curtains would be found folded up in strange positions, my pendulums would go missing and, one time, I even found the washing machine had been pulled out from the wall.
Again, I tried to ignore it. Then one day I was in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil, when I saw my yellow vase move slowly across the windowsill — all on its own.
I stood there, dumbfounded. Now there was no denying it — this house was haunted!
Yet I felt no fear from whoever was there, until May 2020 when I decided to make a video to post on social media.
By then I was running a small business from home doing reiki, and wanted to show off a new type of sound therapy I was introducing.
Setting up my phone, I began filming myself playing my brand-new gong. I gave it a big bang and the lovely, soothing sounds reverberated through the room.
But as I basked in the healing vibrations, there was something else — a voice! And it was coming from my gong.
My heart froze as I leant in closer and listened.
‘Oh my goodness!’ I cried. I couldn’t make out what it was saying, nor whether it was male or female. But it was definitely there!
Shaking, I checked my camera to see if I’d caught the voice on the video. Then I noticed a photo on my phone which hadn’t been there earlier. I looked and gasped — it showed a strange, grey figure. Was this the
