The Book

January 12, excitedly the family moved into their new house. Yes it was old, perhaps little lacklustre, nothing that a coat of paint couldn’t fix, Jane mindfully making plans. It wasn’t perfect, who needed perfect, she thought. There needed to be changes to suit the family, in any case, it was going to be theirs.

Janes 2 sons and 2 dogs loved the rural setting with the large back yard, they were all so excited, It felt like home to ALL of them.

Jane knew they were going to be happy there.

With no spare cash for the renovations, a close family friend offered his help for free, together, they managed to get building materials at a very low cost.

One bedroom was converted into a bathroom and a wardrobe. Two bedrooms were left as they were, lastly, the dining room was completely renovated and turned into a third bedroom. This allowed the small three bedroom home to now have a built in wardrobe, two bathrooms and two toilets. Perfect. Nothing left to do in their little bit of paradise.

So they thought!

Kane yelled to his mum “ my homework isn’t here Mum, did you move it? No! Knowing that there was difference between how the boys look for items and how she does, they often laugh as Jane refers to this as ” a boys look & a Mums look” Jane shouts out “Can you look again” and have a Mums look” Jane chuckled to herself.

Between the two boys this was becoming a daily question. Where is this, where is that? Jane did begin to wonder “hmmm why are they always misplacing things” distracted? Too busy playing video games”? That’s just boys, Jane smiled as she thought affectionately about her 2 sons.

Two weeks later, after moving in, Jane started to get a niggling feeling that someone else was sharing her house. She kept her crazy thoughts to herself, though took action to remedy the situation the following day Jane purchased a smudge stick to cleanse her home of past negative energies, spirits or influences.

This is something she has done every time she moved into a new house.

Furthermore she relayed her kooky thoughts to a friend who is very knowledgeable about the spiritual world, deep down, wanting to hear ” don’t be silly, there is no such thing, you are imagining it”

Helen said “it sounds as if someone is stuck there, I can bring someone to clear your house” Jane nervously replied “okay, umm I’ll let you know if I really need it” hoping deep down the situation would sort itself out.

Reluctant to accept the offer, as that would be acknowledging that there really was something there. She left it be.

During the renovations, Cam, the family friend, was working in the bathroom. He was bent over the bench, when something brushed past him. Knowing Jane had two dogs, he presumed it was one of the dogs and never thought about it again. Then, it happened again, when he turned around there was no dogs.

Janes disturbing feelings continued. Always with a feeling that someone was behind her, watching her, when she was sitting watching TV at night, could not quite put her finger on it what it was, she just knew something did not feel quite right.

One night, having a chat to Cam, he said “I think you may have a ghost” Taking a sharp breath in, somewhat relieved but also shaky at the confirmation, replied “oh my god I have been thinking the same thing but thought you would think I was mad if I said it out loud”.

What she did know for certain, it was not here to hurt or scare her.

Further incidents continued to happen. Papers moved around, (the boys homework really was being moved) momentarily, she felt guilty, drawers would open, things would fall over, constant noises at night. It got to the stage where she was uncomfortable being in her own home by herself. She found herself staying elsewhere or asking friends to stay when her two sons were at their dad’s place.

Boston her big dog would sometimes just stop and stare unblinking at nothing. She knew he was staring at someone. Whoever it was didn’t scare him, he almost seemed intrigued.

One night, having been awoken about 2 am. She got up to go to the toilet, walking into the dark bathroom, where the first contact was made with Cam, something brushed against her leg.

Her automatic reaction was to brush it away. She kept walking towards the toilet, something gently stroked the length of her arm, again a quick swipe to brush away whatever had touched her. Her mind racing to justify what was happening. What’s that she thought? Not daring to speak. She sat down on the toilet, something gently stroke her left cheek. Could it be cobwebs yes, it must be cobwebs, there’s a spider in the bathroom. Arms flailing trying to brush the imagined cobwebs away, she jumped up, turning the light on, there was nothing.

Absolutely nothing, she stood frozen for a split second, trying to gather thoughts. She went back to bed, Jane didn’t sleep that night.

The next day she contacted Helen, “please send me your ladies phone number?”

It was a Friday afternoon, 3 pm, when Jane rang the lady, her name was Susan, Jane explained what had been happening. Susan usually has a fairly long waiting list to cleanse peoples houses, however after tuning in to Jane’s house, Susan said I’m coming tomorrow.

She arrived Saturday morning at 11 am.

On entering the house, Susan a lovely older woman , sweet grey-haired petite not what you expected. I am vision and a middle-aged woman with wild hair dressed in flowing layers smelling of patchouli. “Jane you have a really good positive vibe in this house”. “You have made it your home and it feels lovely.” “However you do have a visitor”, “she loves your home and your family”.

It was a lot to take in, Jane listened and could feel the spirits vibration.

A beautiful lady who had passed around the age of 50 years old, was the mischievous, lovely, extra guest. She loved the large windows at the back of the house, with the bucolic view.

“She loves watching your interaction with your family, she misses her own”.

The visitor loved to watch Jane in the bathroom doing her hair, putting her make up on, choosing what she would wear for the day.

She was mesmerized by Jane. The unpredictable guest did not want to leave.

Susan spoke silently to my guest and helped her to continue her journey over to the other side. Before she left the visit asked Susan to give Jane a gift.

She passed Susan a book written by Adele Basheer. Jane watched as Susan’s hands opened as if actually receiving a book. Adele Basheer writes inspirational quotes to live by. The book cover was green and it was about positivity and a yearning to live your life and realising your goals and dreams. Jane was deeply touched by the gesture and said thank you. Both Jane and Susan had a tear in their eye.

Susan told me I must go out and purchase that book.

Jane did look for the book, unfortunately she did not find it in any book shops. Sadly she forgot all about it. Jane never told a soul about that book.

Approximately 12 months prior, one of Jane’s little dogs had passed away. Jane was heartbroken. Helen her friend who recommended Susan, had bought her a gift. Jane never received or learned about this gift because Helen never gave it to her for one reason or another.

About 12 months after Susan cleared Janes house, with no further incidents, Jane went to have a reiki session with Helen. Entering the healing room, she sat in a chair as she waited for Helen. Facing a magnificent book shelf, a book caught her eye. She had so many beautiful books. However it was a particular green book that stood out.

Whether it was the colour, she wasn’t sure. Jane was about to walk over to have a look when Helen entered the room. Jane had a marvellous Reiki session that day, Afterwards, feeling relaxed they sat having a cup of chamomile tea in her kitchen, just chatting.

Talking at length about Buddhism, spirituality, energy, healing, spirits, the conversation led back 12 months ago to Jane’s house clearing. “Have you felt anything recently Jane? Do you feel it’s clear? Jane replied “there has been no more visitors or incidents Helen.” Which took Janes mind back to that day. She relived that moment, that day, with Helen, ending the conversation with “I never did get that book”.

Helen gasped loudly and ran from the kitchen. Returning with the green book Jane had been eyeing in the healing room.

Helen spoke excitedly “ I bought you this book when Meg died, I don’t even know why I didn’t give it to you at the time, perhaps timing wasn’t right. So here it is.

It was the book that Janes spirit asked her to read

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Challenges incorporated

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/28/prompts-april-28/

FOWC

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/27/lacklustre/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/26/marvelous/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/25/yearning/

4 comments

  1. Oh, I so enjoyed reading this story, but not sure I should have read it just before bed!

    One of our bedrooms was always cold and two of my girls disliked sleeping in the room. The eldest said she sometimes saw an old lady during the night. Eventually, I asked our vicar to come and visit.

    He and I stood in the bedroom while he said prayers and a few other things though the exact words I forget.
    The room has never been cold since and I recently changed it into an upstairs sitting room with doors onto a balcony to take in the views over the farm. It is the most peaceful room in the house.

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    • I’m glad you’re home feels more comfortable now. Perhaps the same situation just someone who loved being around your family. Obviously not there to scare anybody. It’s a little bit sad when you hear their story that they get stuck and can’t pass over properly. Your vicar probably helped the old lady crossover. This was also true story. This house also feels very warm and homely now. ❤️ Yeah she don’t like to read stories like this before bedtime our imaginations play around on is sometimes, not always for the best ha ha. Now go count sheep Sue ha ha

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      • I’d guessed that your story was about you and your home, which is why I told you my story. I like the way you changed your dining room into a bedroom. I changed my late husband’s study into a guest bedroom so that I could use the now calm and warm bedroom as an upstairs sitting room. I don’t often take visitors up there but when I do the comments are always the same.”What a lovely room, it’s so peaceful.”
        PS. I slept well 🙂

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      • I’m pleased to hear you slept well. Yes the story was about myself in my home. It’s funny it’s still hard for me to say that out loud because it still affects me a little bit. I am still in that same home ha ha

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