Haunted Apartment – Part II

By Theresa Rutherford

I try hard not to look at the vacant windows of the structure. I just can’t shake the feeling I’m being watched and I imagine I’ll see a ghostly face peering out at me.

Please read Haunted Apartment Part I before you read any further.

You may remember in Haunted Apartment part one that my husband and I moved to Vancouver Island a few months ago and are currently renting a beautiful walk out basement suite from friends. It’s a beautiful suite with a lovely ocean view. We moved here shortly after we sold our house and at about the same time our friends moved back to the prairies as he was offered a temporary three-year position and we are now alone in the house.

Very early on I started to have strange feelings about the place, which caused me to avoid going upstairs alone. I also began to have disturbing dreams that got worse the longer we stayed here. I find it very odd however that I always feel better downstairs in my suite than I do upstairs in the main house. I still dream about deceased members of my family but the nightmares have toned down a bit and are not quite as scary as they were during the few nights I slept upstairs (see part one). The funny thing is though that my husband has also started dreaming of his deceased family members and he considers himself a non-believer in all things paranormal. 

I found out a bit more about the cabin. It was originally owned by a local logging company and was built in about the 1890’s. It was about 50 feet higher in the lot than it is now situated. It was first used as a bunkhouse, was added onto and made into a cookhouse to feed the loggers.

The cabin was abandoned by the logging company and was eventually dragged down to the spot where it currently resides by the new landowner. He used the building for many years as an office for his architectural design business; it was then rented it out to a young woman who briefly resided there. It now sits vacant at the end of our friend’s driveway in a state of disrepair. Broken windows, padlocked doors and sagging roof add to it’s creepiness. I have stopped walking my dog late at night toward the cabin as it negatively affects us both. The closer we get to the cabin the more he acts up pulling on his leash, sniffing at the walls, consistently checking out a hole under one of the doors of the structure while I try hard not to look at the vacant windows of the structure. I just can’t shake the feeling I’m being watched and I imagine I’ll see a ghostly face peering out at me.  Nope, nope, nope, far too creepy for me; now I just let him do his business under the lights closer to our suite

Our friend’s wife is currently back home here (for about a week or so). There is one thing I have noticed which I believe is worthwhile mentioning here, she never spends much time alone in the house! She is always away from early morning to sometimes well after supper. We are good friends and she has often invited me out with her so I know she is attending classes, visiting friends and participating in many other activities. She could be just a very busy person or maybe she just doesn’t like being home alone. I hope someday she will feel comfortable enough to tell me what she is feeling in the house that has caused her to have it smudged and protected with crystals (see part one). Recently a plate under glass that is filled with crystals and other protective stones now resides in her kitchen so I suspect there is still something going on up there.

It sounds like we will be moving into our new place very soon so our time in the suite will soon be coming to an end. Perhaps after we are in the new place she will feel it’s ok to talk about it to me. I believe she just doesn’t want to scare us while we are still here.

This story was originally published by the Ghost Story Guys Podcast – Ep. 31 Apr 17, 2018

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