This is a long one and yes it really happened. I am now 21 and live in a dorm at New York University, but when I was 17 something happened that I can't forget. First let me fill you in on the details. When my parents got married they lived in my dad's condo here in NYC, but my mom was a country girl and when her parent's died she wanted to move into their house in the country in upstate New York. It is a beautiful Victorian house in the woods about 5 miles from anyone, and it's gothic. My grandparents loved this house and mom wanted to keep it. So they moved into the house and had 3 kids, one is me of course. Nothing real strange about the house started happening until I was about 17, and only that one time...so far. I was in my bedroom and my parent's had gone out for their anniversary. My little brother wasn't home because he was staying with his best friend, Todd. They had a test to study for and thought they would go to school together the next day. It was just me and my sister, Julianna, at home. It was about 9p.m. Not late, but it was dark. To beat it all it started raining and lightning and the lights started blinking. So Julianna ran to my room and said that she wanted to stay with me. She was pretty young then. I told her it would be okay so I lit some candles and turned the blinking lights off. She calmed down and she helped me study for a music test that I was going to have the next day at school. Then after she had calmed down completely I took her to bed-around 9:45. It was still raining hard. So I kept studying and after I got finished with the music book I decided to try some pieces that my music teacher told us to study. It was very boring, so I started improvising and I made the piano vibrate cause I sometimes get roused up in the music. Then I heard my glass of apple cider fall. I thought that it fell because of the piano's vibrating, but it was on my nightstand on the other side of the room. I brushed it off. But I had to take the broken glass downstairs to the kitchen garbage. On my way upstairs I saw my sister had gotten out of bed and was in the family room coped by the fire. She knew not to light the fire by herself, but she told me that she didn't light it, but I knew that we were the only ones in the house. I thought that she was lying, but I said nothing and went back upstairs. Then on my piano stand that holds music I seen the Turkish March by Mozart, I knew it wasn't mine. So I went downstairs and asked Julianna and she said it wasn't hers-I thought she was lying. So I put the fire out and told her to go to bed. She said okay and as she went up the stairs, I went in the kitchen to get some water. Then as I went upstairs again I saw that the music had been taken. When my parents got home I told them about it and mom said that the Turkish March was her dad's, my grandfather's, favorite piece. She thought I was playing a trick on her of course. Then as I was going to my bedroom I looked at our family picture. My grandfather was in it holding a piece of music, I never noticed it before because it was so small. I looked real close and seen the music he was holding was by Mozart. I thought "Oh Brother!" I was kindly scared, but not hysterical. I didn't sleep that much that night. The next day in school I sat near an open window in music class because I was hot- I get hot easily. Before the test the teacher said we could take a few minutes to look over the text. The wind blew and turned my books pages to the chapter about Mozart. Then a few seconds later it turned it to the one about Haydn(a classical composer). The thing about Haydn is that his first name was Joseph, and Joseph was my grandfather's first name. It made me wonder. I kept it to myself, who would have believed it?! So was it a coincidence? Was it just the wind? Was it my sister playing a trick on me? Was the spirit of a dead musician? Was it the spirit of my grandfather? Then, a few days later or so, I remembered that Julianna told me that she didn't turn the fire on the other night when it happened. I asked her who did it, and she said that that never happened that she never went to the family room and that she never left her bedroom after I tucked her in. To this day, I don't like to listen to Mozart that much!
2007-03-13 10:07:50 · 10 answers · asked by Kreutzer 4 in Family & Relationships ➔ Family
Serious answers only, I know that it's long!
2007-03-13 10:08:31 · update #1
Interesting and cool. It was your grandfather; he wanted you to play that piece. Its not scary; he loved you and was just saying hello. I wish my departed grandfather would talk to me somehow, I don't care how! I miss him. I would not be scared, but would welcome any communication. I think you should play that piece, and say "This one's for you, Grandpa!" And enjoy Mozart!!!! He will surely smile. :)
2007-03-13 10:33:44 · answer #1 · answered by F 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
yes it is creepy, But these things do happen. I dont know if it is coincidence or not. A friend told me of a time she was playing in a neighbours house, where an elderly woman lived on her own, this girl was on her own, up stairs, she heard footsteps out in the landing walking away from the room she was in. She went out to see who it was, there was no one there, no one else in the house except the old lady downstairs. What was it that made the noise? i dont know. But the paranormal does happen. Your story would have had a real spooky ending if the exam questions were based on mozart and haydn!!
2007-03-13 10:37:05 · answer #2 · answered by wally 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It's not scary, just reaaaaally creepy. Did you ever consider your sister might have been sleepwalking? She wouldn't have remembered she was, and she could have easily ended up downstairs without her conscious knowledge of it, providing she didn't trip over something. As for the fire, your parents might have left in a hurry and forgot to put it out; The cider falling and the music disappearing might have been the work of a family pet(you never said whether you had one or not). As for the rest, I think it was all just a coincidence, and you just noticed it more because of the other stuff..
2007-03-13 10:21:09 · answer #3 · answered by Lily Starlight 3 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Interesting
2007-03-13 10:12:44 · answer #4 · answered by Katie 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
wow!!! That is creepy!!! but why are u posting this here today after so many years??? did something else happen?? Well i don't know whether to believe in spirits or not but, incidents like these make u wonder... hmmmm......
2007-03-13 10:21:25 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
I think it's coincidence...i could see that as creepy too...But interesting as well. I guess it all depends on your after life mentality, and what your heart tell you
2007-03-13 10:47:14 · answer #6 · answered by Future Mrs. Hamlet 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
since its ur grandparents house im sure it was ur grandfather that put that music there he may of wanted u to play it.. as for ur sister downstairs could of been ur grandmother at a younger age she may of looked like ur sister....I wouldnt be afraid since its ur grandparents.. im sure they wanted to hear u play their favorite music...
2007-03-13 10:23:47 · answer #7 · answered by gina B 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
My aunt died final November. A month or so after her dying my buddy invited me to a snooze over social gathering. I went and 3 persons and my acquaintances mom went upstairs and tried out the ouija board. I labored we've been waiting to touch many spirits. One grew to become into my buddy gus's uncle. He grew to become into joking around with us by making use of telling us unusual issues on the board. Then yet over back there grew to become right into a guy who moved the pointer element around and pronounced he cherished one persons there. My acquaintances mom pronounced pass the pointer to who you like and the element went flying around the board to the place I sat, it fell off the board. Then we switched rooms and my aunt began chatting with me throughout the board. I have been given all teary eyed. and that i advised my aunt how lots I enjoyed her and how lots i grew to become into going to omit her. She additionally advised throughout the board of ways she enjoyed me and my kinfolk and anybody. yet then she pronounced the forgotten one although an emblem. i presumed to who grew to become into forgotten in our kinfolk that she knew and the only one i ought to think of of my her father my grandpa. Then it grew to become into somebody else on the board a undesirable spirit. My acquaintances mom pronounced it grew to become into time to place the board away after that. My acquaintances mom is afraid of undesirable spirits because of the fact somebody she knew as quickly as grew to become into attacked by making use of a undesirable spirit by making use of a ouija board. My buddy then later advised me the story. of ways somebody her mom knew had a spirit throw the ouija board on the guy. And the board saved hitting the guy. it would have scared me to dying.
2016-10-18 07:28:05 · answer #8 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
both scary and interesting...that was a good story
2007-03-13 10:16:06 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
wow, that's freakin scary
2007-03-13 10:14:27 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 1⤋