5-6 years ago when my parents split, my father bought his own house (I believe I've posted a couple things concerning this place) that I always thought be "haunted" due to many occurrences over the few months that he lives there. Nothing too drastic ever happened; I'd hear strange and unexplainable things, hear someone walking down the hallway when nobody was home, feel a presence in the room, ect. But despite how benign these little experiences had been, it was the VIBE I got off this place that bothered me the most. I used to get absolutely hysterical every time I had to go there, I felt threatened constantly, and for years I've always referred to it as a "hostile" house.

Well, a new development came up last night. My mom told me for the first time something that really bothered me. She said that a few months after John moved in, she started get excessive phone calls from him at 3 to 4 in the morning. She never picked up, but he had told her later on that he had been spending his nights wandering around the backyard (which was a large lot enclosed in a tall, stone fence) with his shotgun, wanting nothing more than to blow his brains out.

Yes, we all hear the depressed suicide stories.... but that is not John. He was not depressed over their marriage ending; he was very cocky and proud over what happened (as he is about everything), and he is someone who scoffs at suicide and has no shred of sympathy for those who do it. There is no way in hell that, under normal circumstances, he would be roaming around in the middle of the night contemplating it.

My mom explained that she had brought this up to him the other day, and he had not remembered doing it. Normally she would just think he was lying, especially had this been over the phone, but she said that the utter confused, dumb-founded look on his face seemed genuine enough, along with the suspicious attitude that she was either lying or going crazy. He honestly does not remember doing this. And I must admit, I was extremely unnerved (my whole body was covered in goosebumps as she told me this) by the idea of my cocky, "the-world-evolves-around-me" father roaming around that creepy property in a stupor with a gun in hand.


I'm very skeptical when it comes to "possession," but I think it may be possible that he was in some kind of... trance? Perhaps whatever had been in that house (or on the grounds, for that matter) had some kind of morbid influence over his state-of-mind? Because other than that, he had seemed like his normal self the whole time he lived there, except for selling the place a mere 6 months later after moving in.

...any thoughts?

This post has been edited by GrabThyHand: Jun 12 2008, 08:03 AM

It seems like some sort of trance, maybe from being tired being up that late? That or not to be accusing or anything but drugs maybe? Or some type of sleeping pills could cause that i am thinking if it had a negative effect on him.

No, he's not into any of that and he's always been a night owl. I turned it over in my mind many, many times, and I really can't think of a 'logical' explanation. It's really got me freaked.