An Angry Spirit Walks This House!
October 31, 2007
Last night our neighbour knocked on the door to inform us that she thought she had seen someone in the house while we were out shopping. I politely thanked her for being so vigilant, but dismissed what she told me – racking it up to mild bought dementia. Later that night I took the dog for a walk and upon returning home, something caught my eye – the second story window looked as if a figure was looking out at me. I gave it little mind, took the dog inside and checked on the family (who were all now sleeping). I returned outside to see if I could find the newspaper, and when I looked back up at the window it was undeniable that there was clearly someone looking out at me. I stared at the window for a few moments in shock, wondering what I should do. Finally, I streaked into the house and dashed upstairs to my daughter’s room where the figure had been standing. Nothing…
Confused, I returned outside to have another look at the window – there stood the figure! I returned to my daughter’s room and again found her sleeping peacefully. At this point I decided that I needed to document what was becoming a rather unsettling moment, so I took our digital camera outside to shoot a few photos of the window. I was sure I could see the figure, but the preview screen on the camera only showed black images. Despite this, I did my best to take a few photos, deciding that I might be able to recover some information in Photoshop.
It was now midnight – officially Halloween day – and the mystery of the figure at the window had me too anxious to sleep. I sat down at the laptop, hooked up the camera, and downloaded the images onto the computer. Of all the images, only one had the faintest bit of colour. I could barely make out what I was looking at, but the longer I stared, the more apparent it became that there in the window was a silhouette of a person! Stunned, I started to adjust the levels on the image until the figure became more visible. I continued to tweak the image until I could clearly see a large man – at least six feet tall –standing in front of the window with arms crossed. He looked as if he was wearing a white t-shirt and brown overalls…
Mike Holmes!
Dread washed over me as I realised I had been visited by the angry spirit of television’s most intimidating contractor! My mind raced as I tried to reason what I had done to deserve such a visit when I heard a voice inside my head quietly whisper – “do it right”.
Do it right? Do what right?
And I thought being visited by an angry spirit was scary…
Happy Halloween!
I laughed really loud and woke up the cat when I read “Mike Holmes” Great story!
Comment by Dawn — November 1, 2007 @ 5:14 am
Thanks! Mike Holmes is my parents neighbor so I have a real sense of respect and dread for him – as do my parents – as he’s always around…
Comment by Oldstonehouse — November 2, 2007 @ 10:58 pm