There are times I become 'haunted' by information my mind picks up. I've been following a group of paranormal investigators from Bytown Paranormal via Facebook and their blog. There was this one picture that stood out from the rest. In it, I think I see a ghost of a little girl about 4 or 5 years old. She is wearing a white dress and is standing at the top of the steps, just inside the door. I also get the name 'Patricia' I don't know the relevance of that name or if it has any validity. Also got the date of 1852. I don't know the relevancy or validity of that either. Also a surname of Duponce or Dupont. With questionable relevancy and validity.
It seems weird to me that I came across that particular investigation because Williamstown (where the house is) is located in Glengarry County. I've been looking up info on a house and property on Glengarry Road. Here in Ottawa. Where I once lived and started experiencing strange occurrences. I sometimes want to contact the lady who operates the rehab center that runs out of the place I used to live. To see if she or anyone has had any experiences there. I know of at least one death in that house. That of my Grandfather.
But... There have been instances where I have been alone in the house and felt really 'strange'. Hard to explain. I felt the safest in one of the rooms that was an addition to the original house. There is something about the basement that spooked me. Even though I had my bedroom down there before. Particularly the cellar.
Once, I kept getting the name "Peter" associated with the house. A former resident. I decided to ask my Grandmother about it. My Grandparents used to live across the street from this house. They knew the family that used to live there before them. One of the children, my Grandmother told me, was named Peter. To this day, I don't know if Peter is still living. It is weird I picked up on that name, since he lived there way before I was born.
I once heard a story. Can't remember who told me. I heard that a man who used to live there got sick and had to be hospitalized. When he was discharged from the hospital, he came home to find that his wife had left him. There was nothing left for him except a mattress, a set of cutlery, a plate, a cup. I keep thinking that this man later committed suicide in the basement. I don't know if this story is true, but it stayed with me all these years. I always felt and thought that there is a history of the house that remains undiscovered. You know how there are secrets in every family, how if walls could talk they would speak volumes...
It is weird that I get names and dates with little information associated with them. It's weird I sense things that I can't explain. It's weird that I've sat next to a complete stranger at a bar and told him when his birthday was and was right. I don't know how I can do these things. A lot of times I am wrong, but the times I am right.... Is enough to freak people out.
It seems weird to me that I came across that particular investigation because Williamstown (where the house is) is located in Glengarry County. I've been looking up info on a house and property on Glengarry Road. Here in Ottawa. Where I once lived and started experiencing strange occurrences. I sometimes want to contact the lady who operates the rehab center that runs out of the place I used to live. To see if she or anyone has had any experiences there. I know of at least one death in that house. That of my Grandfather.
But... There have been instances where I have been alone in the house and felt really 'strange'. Hard to explain. I felt the safest in one of the rooms that was an addition to the original house. There is something about the basement that spooked me. Even though I had my bedroom down there before. Particularly the cellar.
Once, I kept getting the name "Peter" associated with the house. A former resident. I decided to ask my Grandmother about it. My Grandparents used to live across the street from this house. They knew the family that used to live there before them. One of the children, my Grandmother told me, was named Peter. To this day, I don't know if Peter is still living. It is weird I picked up on that name, since he lived there way before I was born.
I once heard a story. Can't remember who told me. I heard that a man who used to live there got sick and had to be hospitalized. When he was discharged from the hospital, he came home to find that his wife had left him. There was nothing left for him except a mattress, a set of cutlery, a plate, a cup. I keep thinking that this man later committed suicide in the basement. I don't know if this story is true, but it stayed with me all these years. I always felt and thought that there is a history of the house that remains undiscovered. You know how there are secrets in every family, how if walls could talk they would speak volumes...
It is weird that I get names and dates with little information associated with them. It's weird I sense things that I can't explain. It's weird that I've sat next to a complete stranger at a bar and told him when his birthday was and was right. I don't know how I can do these things. A lot of times I am wrong, but the times I am right.... Is enough to freak people out.
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