Hello Winter....

Its so freaking cold at the moment. I guess winter is well and truly here then. Its really storming outside but its nice to look over and see smoke coming from the neighbours chimney at times like this. At least there's life there again. I hate to imagine, in the times that it is empty, that the ghost or what ever it is might be sitting there in the dark, brewing with anger. Its give me the chills just thinking about it. I know it might sound a bit bad, but when people are in there I think at least he won't get bored and come looking for other people to run screaming at..lol.
    The guy I've been dating for almost 2 years, Daniel, he thinks I need to get a job that gets me out of the house. I've work from home freelance web designing since I was laid off 6 months ago when our company closed. Thankfully when I was making good money I was puting enough aside to pay the mortgage a year in advance, giving me the freedom now to work from home and happily stalk the neighbours..lol Dan thinks its unhealthy that I give a toss about what goes on with the neighbours house, but its different for him. I live alone. he lives with 3 other rowdy rugby playing manly men. I just want to make sure I live in a safe neighbourhood. But yea, maybe he's right. I might be turning into Tom Hanks in The 'Burbs except I have a little more class then to wear my P.js around all day.. But give it time I guess. Someone please stop me if I purchase binoculars!

Friendly Neighbourly Welcome.....

Well, I wondered on over all casual like and knocked on the door. A woman in her mid 30's greeted me at the door and I gave her the eggs, which she was seemed pretty happy about. Introductions were made and she told me her name was Sarah (I think..lol, I am just so bad at remembering names.)  I then just offhandedly told her to keep an eye on her washing line because of what the past tenants had said. She said she only uses the dryer anyway, but thanked me for the telling her. She seemed so nice and innocent. It was so painful. There was this long uncomfortable silence in which the whole ghost thing was on the tip of my tongue. I just wanted to blurt it out, warn her, save her the trauma which might happen to her.  Surely there must be some kind of law against just sitting by and letting horrible things happen to people with out warning them? I ended up clamping my yap shut and making a lame comment about the garden on the doorstep..lol  I'm pretty she she must think I'm weird so I just told her to just be safe and if she needed anything I'm right next door. I guess I'll just have to sit back and see how long this one lasts. *sigh*

Hatching a Plan......

I've been thinking. I don't want to plant any ideas into their head. I once lived in what was reportedly the most haunted house in Dunedin "The Haunted House on Howe St" and for a year I watch my flatmates freak out over the smallest thing. Being the sensible "Scully" I spent the whole time pointing out the obvious reasons. Not once did I see or hear anything paranormal, and if the house wasn't called haunted, none of those crazy girls would have bat an eyelid. But I guess that's what you get for living in a house you think is haunted. But this is different. I don't think these people know what they're getting into.

    Oky, I've got a plan. Normally I bribe my surrounding neighbours with fresh eggs from my hens, just incase any are annoyed by the sounds of them which they are not, but its still good manners. I'll wonder over with some eggs, and just say welcome, and warn them that the last few people had some clothes stolen off the line and to be a bit careful. I'll tell them I'll keep an eye out too (thus making me some kind of back up I guess?..lol) I'm sure that's all I can do. Hopefully these ones have a different experience and the "angry man." likes them. Will keep you posted. :)

Only a matter of time....

When the  last lot moved in, a young couple, I went over there and introduced myself and thought, first step down, next time I see them I'll say something. But they were gone by then. I think if anything is gong to be said its going to have to be said on the first meeting. Which is just gonna make me sound like a crazy paranoid nosy neighbour...I can see its now, I may as well dress in black and wave a chicken at them "Aaarrrr this place is cursed!" humm I just had a thought, maybe its me that's making people move!..lol

  I wish I could at least see them. Unfortunately we have a high brush fence between us and I can only see them clearly from my mailbox. If I have to speak to them I gotta walk up their drive and have some purpose. Maybe I'll let my dog out and push her though the back fence then be all "have you see my dog? ooohhh and by the way...."lol will just have to see. Can't really make out who they are yet. Weather they are a family,or a group of flatmates. Just a big old van pulls in and out.

It begins.....

  I bought the house I'm in now about two years ago and next door there is a house that is rented out. I have never met the owner as I think they don't even live in town and I believe the house was only bought by this person a year before I bought my house. Anyway, in the two years I've been here there has been 6 groups of tenants move in, mainly young people in a flatting situation, one or two couples. The thing is, and it happens like this ever time, after a month or two, the police turn up next door, then there's a week or so of really odd sounds, more police, loud banging then I wake up one day and the place is abandoned. Sometimes with lights on and windows open. The tenants come back after a while get there things and its put back on the market for rent. Now I had a theory that the place was getting targeted by petty thieves (Its a nice side of town so people can be complacent and leave things out on the line or windows open.) Plus the police came to my door once asking if I had seen anyone strange as the neighbours had been some clothes stolen off the line. So I guessed it was that. But a while ago I bumped into the neighbour on the other side, kind of a gossip but nice, and she said, "I see they have the haunted house up for rent again I wonder when someone will do something about that." I was like wwwwhhhaaat?..lol She said that the house had been haunted pretty much as long as she had been there. She didn't know the back story but the previous owner had a terrible time with ghostly going ons for years, and eventually he couldn't take it any more and sold the house. She said he told her there was a black figure of a middle aged man who lived in the house. That he slammed doors, broke windows, tore up clothes and would whispered his name at night. He saw him a few times too and said he sensed that the man was incredibly angry. The day he saw the man run down the hallway screaming he put the house up for sale and left. 

   Now, the last people left about three months ago and today I see a new lot moving in. Each time I feel a little sick to my stomach. I don't really want to believe the neighbour, but something makes people run from that house and I feel like I should say something. I have promised myself that if I see children I would go over and tell the family the house gets targeted by thieves and to be careful. But is it really my business scaring people when I'm not even sure? Maybe its all just coincidence, maybe the house just attracts short term tenants who are just kinda weird and leave stuff out to be nicked..lol