Mischievous Ghost

From: Debbie (ddfullick@optusnet.com.au)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Australia
Source: Form Submission

When I was about 12 my family moved house, to a small town and into a house that was very old and had been moved onto our block of land. It had large tall ceilings and lots of interconecting rooms that I loved to play hide and seek in. My brother was 9 at the time and slept in what we called the "middle room" it had no windows just two doors, one that opened onto a large and very long sleepout. This sleepout had two doors also and the one at the far end was off limits to us kids. Mum was worried that we would open it and would forget to close it before we went out. She was paranoid about breakins.

We seemed to have some playfull stirings happen in the nights, my brother would wake up screaming that something was hitting him in dark, mum would race in and calm him down (she was very religious) and say a prayer and tell him it was just a dream. But it went on, not every night but enough to make him very scared to be in his room. I decided that I would sleep with him one night just to show him it was ok......well, that poor little boy, I realised how terrifying it must have been for him. I woke up it was very dark and there was something hitting my head...not hard but every few seconds there it was....hit, on my scalp...hit, on my face....hit, on my chest. i quickly turned on the torch I had taken with me and discovered lots of my brothers building blocks all over my bed. My brother sleep soundly that night...whatever it was thought it would be fun to scare me this time by throwing blocks whilst I slept. On quizing my mum about this she told me there were always toys in his bed, but she thought he had played with them...!

Other things used to go bump in the night but the one thing that used to really bug me was that second door on that long sleepout....My bro and I were always getting in to trouble for opening it. We would swear on the bible that we never opened it, but sure enough we would come home from school, or mum would come home from shopping and there it was...wide open. Well mum was getting very cross with us and we were spending lots of timeout in our rooms. When it occurred to me that maybe that mischevious ghost we owned had a part in it. I told mum of this and she laughed and said that god wouldnt let that happen, but she could tell that it really bothered me. So that day mum taped up on the wall next to the door a peice of paper ( forgot to tell you that this door had a dead bolt) this notice read " By order of MUM, this door is never to be opened again. God bless you" After that the door never opened and to this day my parents still live there and that note is still taped on the wall, even though the writing has faded and the paper is brown.

We think we had a child ghost and all it wanted was to play....and of course a mother. We never felt much after that, but when my brother was 19 and had his girlfriend stay over she would complain of funny feelings and of something touching her head in the night. She and my brother are now married 10 years on and she will never ever stay there over night again. We just laugh at her, cause we know, who ever it is or was, justs likes to play.