Canadians have been sending us their true ghost stories from across the nation. We’ve selected their most compelling submissions and some are downright terrifying. Is Canada really this haunted?
The following report was sent into our website by Gladys on Oct 11, 2006:
“One evening after my husband had been out, he came home to find a black cat in our kitchen which had come in through the open door earlier that evening, unnoticed by myself. We decided to keep her, she was starving, obviously a stray. We named her “Peek-A-Boo”.
Approximately one month later we realized Peek-A-Boo was pregnant and soon gave birth to three tiny black kittens. We had to force her to stay with them and take care of her kittens. As being a stray all she wanted to do was leave the house instead of being a tending mother to her babies.
One day about two weeks after the kittens were born, I walked in on her attempting to chew the head off of one. Horrified, I called the SPCA in our area and took Peek-A-Boo there where they decided to put her down, saying she would not likely be adopted out due to her nature.
It was the following spring that my husband and I were re-tiling our kitchen floor, getting ready to sell our house, that I first felt that Peek-A-Boo was a ghostly presence in our home. I was sitting on the kitchen floor about to install another tile when I felt a brushing against my left hip. I looked to see if it was Screech, one of Peek-A-Boo’s kittens we kept. There was nothing around me. Curious I got up and looked for Screech, finding him curled up asleep on my bed. It puzzled me, I told my husband about it and we shrugged it off.
Three days later as I was in my kitchen doing dishes, I felt a brushing at my ankles as if a cat was doing a figure 8 around my feet. I looked down expecting to see Screech, and again nothing. This creeped me out severely this time as I knew I was not imagining the soft brush of cat’s fur. Once again searching for Screech I found him laying in front of the fireplace.
I am convinced Peek-A-Boo was making contact of some kind with me, never feeling hostile, always a loving touch, I now feel easier with having to had to put Peek-A-Boo down. This is my ghost story, although involving an animal, a true story none the less. Thank you for letting me share.”