Now that I’ve set the mood…
A while back, when I was still breastfeeding the twins in the lounge room, with lights dimmed so I could only just make out the outline of the bouncers on the floor in front of me, my skin prickled. My eyes darted fearfully around the room, and I swore that some ghostly apparition was about to show themselves to me. I squinted into the darkness and then… nothing. Surely, if there was a ghost in my house, it would show itself in the middle of the night, amid silence that was complete save for the clock ticking in the other room. It didn’t, and to be honest, I was relieved.
Ghosts and the paranormal have always fascinated me. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve gotten myself so worked up by horror movies and You Tube videos of paranormal activity that I’ve had to sleep with the light on! Am I a believer? Perhaps. I’ve never officially met a ghost but I do get a skin-crawling sensation when I’m in a place where I think ghosts may reside.
One of the more frightening experiences was the ghost tour at Port Arthur, Tasmania. On top of viewing the eerie penitentiary by lamp light and walking into a basement used (in those days) as a place to disembowel dead bodies, the guide informed us that there’s a type of ghost that can hurt you. The poltergeist can actually inflict pain and pressure on your body. I barely slept a wink for the next fortnight!
I did have a small episode in our last home that can’t be completely explained either. I woke to find myself paralysed in my own bed, my arms crossed over my chest (nope, don’t usually sleep that way) and heard the drawer next to me fly open with force. Of course, I tried to convince myself at the time that it was my puppy (impossible, since he was just over the size of a tennis ball back then). Fortunately, my husband also heard the loud noise, so he didn’t think I was completely insane. There were no other unworldly stirrings after that so it must have been the wind … right?
Incidents like this have inspired a plethora of legends and myths. Ghost stories litter our cultural history, from campfire tales, to the apparition of Hamlet’s dead father, to Moaning Myrtle of the Harry Potter series. Why not enjoy the feeling of raised hairs, clammy palms and goose pimples.
So, have you met or experienced any ghostly visions or feelings? Come on, scare me!