Our Haunted House.

 Hi my name is Amanda I’m in a relationship and I have two children I have always had a very big interest in the unknown . Ever since I was quiet young as I have had plenty of experiences that I can not explain and being so young I didn’t understand what was happening . But as growing up I started to learn more about the paranormal and this is why I like going to places to try and find the truth.

When  I was a young girl I experienced these events, it all began when I was 10 years old, I was living in a small country village in the UK when these events happened to me, my mothers stereo which was the old type, without the new digital technology that we have these days, you had to turn it on and off when you finished using it, well this one would turn itself on and off when you least expected it and I would sometimes get the blame for doing it, my mother and father always assumed it was me, they found out later it wasn’t.

I always had a feeling that we where not alone in our house, but my mother said it was nonsense and would not believe me, anyway as time went on I had more experiences the one I recall the most was around 9.30 pm which was late for me to be up and awake, but I was reading a book called ( the princess and the frog.) my mother came into my room to put away the clean washing, she told me it was time to go to sleep but I could finish my book as I was near the end and she left the room, as I was reading I heard the sound of heavy breathing, it made me sit up in my bed and stop reading at this point it went silent, so I started reading again and in no time at all the heavy breathing started again only this time it was louder, with this I froze, unable to speak or move I was terrified.

The breathing was getting louder and louder or maybe it seemed like it was cos I was frozen and dare not move, when I did pluck up the courage I jumped up and ran to my bedroom door only to freeze again cos I couldn’t open the door, the handle just would not turn, to me after this point it seemed like everything was going in slow motion, I just wanted to get out of my bedroom, eventually I managed to open the door, lord knows how! But I ran down the stairs and into the living room and behind the chair my father was sitting in terrified, my mother told me immediately to go back to bed, she said to me you have just had a nightmare, and I told my mother I haven’t even been to sleep yet, with this I was herded to the foot of the stairs by my mother when she stopped suddenly, I looked at her and she looked at me with a puzzled look, as she could now hear sounds coming from upstairs, something was walking about, as the floor boards were creaking.

My father who had just arrived home also stood at the foot of the stairs, he told us to be quiet while he listened, gingerly he started to make his way upstairs to investigate the noises, but he searched every room and found nothing.

With this he told me I had to go to bed, well I was not having any of that. The thought of going back to that bedroom was unbearable, but I had faith in my father and he promised he would come if I called him, so I did go back into my room only to lay there all night watching and listening with the light on, as my parents agreed this was the only way to get me into my bed, I didn’t hear another sound that night and for many nights afterwards. But it was not the end of the story it was only the beginning.

Now I am an adult I have joined up with my good friend Ann Marie who has also had experiences with the paranormal. We now take Photos of Ghosts and other paranormal phenomena, it started with Orbs in Photos and has continued on from there, we investigate when and where we can In search of the truth, we have our own website and follow avidly all things paranormal. 

Bye for now i will return with more installments of this story, regards Amanda.