Location: Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
The following report was sent into our website by Joe on Nov 27, 2006:
“For five years I lived in a haunted house in Victoria. I would like to share with you a few of my stories. It started out very small things would go missing and weeks later would return to the same place were they disappeared from. This not only happened to me but to my mother. But as time went on things got worse.
Now I like to share with you three of the most terrifying nights of my life. My bedroom was located in the basement, nothing ever happened upstairs only in the basement. One night I was laying in my room getting ready for bed. It was me and my two dogs, I still can feel how cold it got in my room that night, I couldn’t see anything but I knew something was standing right over me. I was so scared that I couldn’t even scream for help. The other thing that freaked me out was that the dogs were shaking. While this was happening my brother who was in the other room came in, he too was shaking with fear. We made our way upstairs and slept on the couch that night.
Not too long after this happened I had a friend over, it was around 4pm, we were in my room listening to music when he said to me that he felt as though something was watching us. I had never told any of my friends that I thought the house was haunted before this. I also could feel something standing in the doorway of my room. On my wall my mother had hung rosaries and some crosses. Without warning one of the rosaries had begun to swing back and forth on the wall, my friend seen this and bolted from the house. While leaving he ran my mother over. He was my friend for 15 yrs but he refused to come inside that house again.
One night I left my job and started to walk home. I heard someone calling my name, I turned around and at the end of the road there was this old lady dressed in really old clothes and she was mad because I wouldn’t come and see her. I ran home but no matter how fast I ran she was still always a block behind me. I got home and told my parents but I don’t think they really believed me.
Later that night I woke up and before I knew it my body was pinned to the bed. Someone was sitting on me holding my arms over my head. I tried everything to move but couldn’t, then it was gone. While this was going on at first I thought my brother was playing a joke on me. But I was a 3 yr bodybuilder at the time and when I couldn’t move what was holding me down I knew I was in trouble. I was 16 when this happened and I moved out as soon as I could.
To this day my mother and youngest brother still live in the house. They have had their church friends over to bless the house, but it is still haunted — not to the degree it was when I was there, but the ghost still let them know that they’re here.
Thank you for taking the time to read some of the things that I endured while growing up in Victoria.”
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