Ghost report from Matthew on April 21, 2015:
“It was in 2007. It was me, my mom, brother, his girlfriend, my uncle, his girlfriend and my cousin. We all moved into this three-story house, just by Finch & Victoria Park. It was a five-bedroom place with three bathrooms. My uncle, his girlfriend and cousin lived in the basement. My mom, brother, and his girlfriend lived on the main floor, and I had a room on the top floor. There were two rooms, but one room was used as an office for my brother.
I was 16 years old at the time and I was never really a believer of ghosts or the paranormal. The events that I, my mom and brother’s girlfriend experienced changed my beliefs. Let me start by saying when we were moving in our things, our neighbour came to us and said, “You won’t last long in that house”. We thought she was crazy. We didn’t really know what she meant, but we continued to bring things into the house.
I’ll tell you, none of us living there really believed in this stuff, especially my brother. He still doesn’t to this day, but that’s because he never witnessed the things me, my mom, and his girlfriend witnessed in that house.
My mom and brother’s girlfriend often watched movies in her room at night and would always hear running upstairs. They would also hear things like little kids, girls, screaming and yelling. They would hear little girls crying for help, and groaning and moaning like the kids were being tortured. They were shocked. They would hear it many days of the week while watching movies. That’s one thing, but the next thing really scared them.
My brother’s girlfriend was once in the bathroom and my mom was in the kitchen cooking. The bathroom and kitchen were pretty much beside each other. My brother’s girlfriend tried to open the door to get out, but she couldn’t, she was trapped in.
She thought maybe my mom was playing a prank on her, but my mom had no idea. She said, “Mom, let me out, stop blocking the door”. My mom yelled out from the kitchen, “I’m cooking, my hands are dirty, it’s not me!”.
My brother’s girlfriend tried pushing harder and harder to get out. My mom saw the struggling but saw nobody keeping her in. She cleaned up and tried to help open the door for her, but she was also struggling. After a couple of minutes, my mom pulled the door open and finally got her out.
They couldn’t believe what just happened, but again, brushed it off thinking it wasn’t a big deal.
Another time, while my mom was home alone cooking, the kitchen door leading to the basement randomly opened, slowly. No outside door was open and no windows were open. She was confused. It was noontime and nobody else was home. She closed the door, turned on her radio and listened to music, trying to ignore what happened.
But then the door opened again. She went to the door and closed it. As she was going back to the sink, the radio station changed. At that moment, she left the cooking, got dressed and went to the McDonald’s that was minutes away. She texted me and told me to meet her there after school.
I met her at McDonald’s and she explained what happened. I thought she was going crazy. I told her maybe a window was open a bit or something, and she said everything was closed.
I was in shock, but still couldn’t believe it. I kid you not, after that day, my mom would leave the house with my cousin and me when we were leaving for school and she would go to the McDonald’s or Bridlewood Mall until we got home from school because she didn’t want to be alone.
Now, here’s my story, here’s what I witnessed. It was December, so I was obviously on my Christmas break from school, and that’s when I witnessed and saw something I would never forget. I woke up at around 11 am, washed up, and went downstairs to get some cereal. There’s a long stairwell to get back to my room on the top floor. I was slowly walking up the stairs because I didn’t want to spill my cereal.
I looked up for a second, and at the end of the stairs, I saw a little girl standing there. She had black hair, a white dress, she was probably 5 years old. I stopped and stood still on the step. I turned back and yelled for my mom to come then I turned back and the girl was gone.
I was scared to death because that was the first time I witnessed this in my life, let alone in this house. After all the stories and things my mom and brother’s girlfriend witnessed, I finally saw something and I finally believed the things they told me. I couldn’t believe it. Weird thing is, the only people that witnessed things in this house were the three of us.
Now, remember when I told you the lady that lived beside us told us we wouldn’t last long? It’s crazy because she was right. Shortly after, we moved out. We moved in the beginning of November of 2007 and moved out March of 2008. My mom couldn’t take it anymore. She didn’t want to live in a house where she was terrified to stay alone.
To this day, I drive by that place with my friends and we just park in front and watch the house. We drove by a couple of months ago and nobody was living there.
I truly believe this house is haunted. Something happened in that house or on that property. I never believed in ghosts or the paranormal. But after living there, I truly am a believer now, and I watch ghost shows all the time.”