Hello fellow ghouls and goblins – welcome back to my 31 Days of Spook. Today, I’m going to tell you a real scary story, something that happened to my daddy when he was a young boy. Are you ready? You might want to hold someone’s hand.
When dad was around was 10 years old, his mom’s Aunt Dorothy passed away. She had a house in Blue Ridge, West Virginia. It looked similar to this picture. Up on a hill top, had a wrap around porch and was two stories with a full basement. The house looked normal but had a little bit of an eerie factor… especially to a young child. Let me give you a little bit background on some chilling history of the home.
Aunt Dorothy had a brother named John that also lived with her. There’s two different stories that circulated about what happened to dear poor John. One was that Aunt Dorothy and John had dinner one night. Afterwards, he stood up, crossed himself and then fell over dead. They other story was they had a fight one day and Aunt Dorothy left the house. When she returned from cooling down, he was dead. No one knows which tale is how poor John really died. Only one fact did remain – John was dead. From that day forward, Aunt Dorothy locked his room and no one was ever allowed to enter his room. And although the room was locked and she had the key, she would often mention how it sounded like someone was in the room at night walking around.
Upon Aunt Dorothy’s death, daddy’s mom and dad took him to the house so they could start cleaning some things up to sale the home. They traveled out of state and got to Blue Ridge, West Virginia on a Thursday evening. They went to Aunt Dorothy’s home the next day to start the clean up. They went inside and it was cool inside, almost like goose bump kind of cool with the hair on your arms standing up. This was strange because in that time during the 1970’s in this area, there really wasn’t central heating and air. It was the middle of August and it was hot outside, in the 90’s plus. Typical summer time weather – hot and very humid. But, in the home it was cool and comfortable, almost ice cold. They commented on how it was so cold that you could almost hang meat. But they started to go through the home to see what they wanted, starting with the upstairs.
They found the key to the locked room that once belonged to Aunt Dorothy’s brother John. The room had just been locked and never touched – as if he was returning back home one day and it was just frozen in time. There was a book on the bedside table that was still marked where he had left off from reading. Clothes were still scattered about the room. The bed was still made. There was a partial letter written on the desk to an old friend that was never finished. The room had a eerie feeling like someone was still there and it was cold in this room as well. One thing that was strange about the room. There was no cob webs, no dust, nothing that looked like this room had been vacant for over 15 years. It was bizarre but they figured Aunt Dorothy had been in dusting. But why dust and not pick up the scattered clothing?
Daddy’s father wanted him to go down into the basement alone to check for any tools that they possibly might want to bring home. Daddy being all of 10 said sure. How very brave of him. Each step he took going down into the dark, cold and dank basement, he felt like he was being watched. At times, it was like someone was following him but no one else was there when he looked around. He found some things that they might possibly want and he gathered them up. Slowly, he took everything upstairs with each step still feeling like he was being watched and followed. And yes he was a child and you might be saying that he was scared because of his age. Well, was he? Let’s continue our story.
They stayed at the house on/off for the next couple of days cleaning. They would go back to the hotel each night and return in the hot August weather with the coolness inside of the home. Each day they were there cleaning and fixing things up, the house remained cool like there was an air conditioner on… but there wasn’t one.
On the last day, dad’s mom asked him and his father to start cleaning up the living room area while she was starting in the parlor. There was an old china cabinet that had french doors on the front. When you looked through the glass panes, you could see a locked latch across the front. Dad’s mom tried the doors, but she couldn’t get them open. They were firmly locked. Inside of the china cabinet, there was some sterling silver and china that dad’s mom wanted to take back home.
She didn’t want to break the doors in hopes of selling the antique furniture. On the opposite side of the wall, there was a hutch. She asked for the boys to come over to possibly help find a key to the china cabinet. While the boys were searching the hutch, all of a sudden dad’s mom let out a chilling scream.
They turned around immediately and the french doors to the china cabinet were standing wide open as if someone had opened them both at the same time. Dad’s mom took full advantage of the opportunity and removed the pieces she wanted. Afterwards, she pushed the doors back together and the cabinet locked itself back up. You could hear the click-click sound of the latch going right back to where it was previously.
We took the items we wanted out to the car while dad’s father took the trash out. We came back into the house to lock it up to leave our final time. We noticed that the house had lost the coolness feeling that it had and had become hot just like it was outside in the August air. Three days of air conditioning, goose bump coolness, hair standing on your arms and now hot humid heat. We left that day and never returned.
10/08/2014 at 7:36 am
your dad was still a super hero, even as he was 10 years old. I wouldn’t go alone down into the basment for tools… not even for money or a cake (ok, if the cake is tasty… maybe). Do you think that John still lived in his room? I’m silly, I know, but I think so….
10/08/2014 at 11:14 am
I think so too. Daddy said after they left the house, it became so hot after being so cool and comfortable. It makes me chill just thinking about it brother. XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 7:50 am
Ewww super creepy my friend…..super creepy 😉 loves Fozziemum xx
10/08/2014 at 11:15 am
Thank you. 🙂 XOXO – Bacon
10/09/2014 at 7:56 am
So welcome 🙂 hugs Fozziemum xx
Reilly & Denny
10/08/2014 at 8:28 am
at least they seemed happy you were there.
10/08/2014 at 11:15 am
This is true. Daddy always liked Aunt Dorothy. She was different, comical and a great lady. XOXO – Bacon
Molly The Wally
10/08/2014 at 8:52 am
Wow ultra creepy. No way would we venture down in the basement or even stay there alone. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
Best wishes Molly
10/08/2014 at 11:15 am
Thanks sweet Molly. It was definitely an adventure of a lifetime for my daddy. He will never forget it. XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 9:08 am
Oooh very creepy indeed. We wouldn’t have gone back either!
10/08/2014 at 11:15 am
Snorts – so true! XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 9:18 am
Another basement story! I’m staying away from basements. I hope we never get one!
10/08/2014 at 11:16 am
Snorts! Thankfully, we don’t have one here at the Hotel Thompson. I am so very glad of that indeed! XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 10:33 am
10/08/2014 at 1:10 pm
A lot of spooky stuff has happened in WV! Esp during the 60’s-70’s. 😳 Great story!
10/08/2014 at 1:35 pm
Thanks my friend! XOXO – Bacon
The Canadian Cats
10/08/2014 at 3:29 pm
Oh Bacon, what a tale!! I was spell bound. Shoko has taken off and is inside the sheets as mom is changing the bed. She was terrified….she kept ripping the paper on mom’s desk with her teeth. Good going Bacon. It takes a lot to scare Shoks but you did.
10/08/2014 at 3:50 pm
Bravo – Bravo. Thank you my sweet friend. I’ve worked so hard this year to have such wonderful stories. I’m so glad ya’ll are enjoying them… well I think you are enjoying them – snorts. XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 3:47 pm
Goodness me your daddy is brave. At 10 I still wouldn’t have been that brave… ooh that’s given me chills bacon!! Thanks… I think 😉
Hugs, Carrie and Pups x
10/08/2014 at 3:51 pm
Awesomesauce – I’m so glad you enjoyed it my friend. This is one of dad’s favorites tales to speak with people about. He was so naive and didn’t know about such scary things at that age. It was great! XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 6:55 pm
Yes your Dad is brave and it is interesting about the cabinet. It sounds like some type of “release” happened when the cabinet opened. An interesting and spooky story. 😀
10/09/2014 at 10:11 am
Yes it was Auntie Sharon. Daddy remembers the details to this day. He says that he will *never* forget them. Very interesting story for sure. XOXO – Bacon
Marty the Manx
10/08/2014 at 10:18 pm
Wow Bacon! That is really something else! Wonder if Aunt Dorothy and Uncle John bothered the people who moved in after the house was sold?
10/09/2014 at 10:12 am
I don’t think so. We never heard anything else about the house at all. You would think if they did, they may have contacted us over the years but nothing. It still stands. We pass it every once in a while when we travel. XOXO – Bacon
10/08/2014 at 11:33 pm
I’m with Marty….wonder if the next home owners ever felt ‘watched’ ???
10/09/2014 at 10:14 am
I don’t think so. I think once daddy and his parents left that day, things were gone. XOXO – Bacon
10/11/2014 at 9:25 am
10/12/2014 at 4:43 pm
It really was. I guess that’s why daddy has never forgotten. XOXO – Bacon
10/14/2014 at 8:32 pm
Sherri-Ellen here Bacon! Now THAT is a fab story!!! Seriously creepy…
Your Dad was very brave for 10 yrs old. Or maybe he could not feel the spirits which is a good thing…
It sounds like Aunt Dorothy was glad to see your Dad’s parents & John too…
I wonder what REALLY happened to him???
Thank you for sharing such a great story.
Love Sherri-Ellen & Nylablue (who is under the blanket) x0x0
10/15/2014 at 8:52 am
Snorticles. Thank you my sweet friend. Daddy says that he wasn’t scared because he didn’t know about such things when he was just a child. If it had happened today though – he would have ran for the hills – snorts. Yep, that’s my daddy. It’s still a mystery as to whatever happened to John. XOXO – Bacon
10/15/2014 at 6:28 pm
It was probably a good thing your Dad did not know about spirits. I have seen them since I was 4 yrs old but I was never scared. My Mother & Nanna & GreatGrandmother & Uncle Mark ALL saw spirits..we are all clairavoyant….
The movie “The Sixth Sense” is so ME!
I have never been scared by a spirit…..yet…..lol….
Love Sherri-Ellen & (in the pantry) Nylablue x0x0x0
10/16/2014 at 9:10 am
See, I find this totally fascinating my friend. Totally! I think everyone has a gift – it’s the letting it out and grow part that a lot of people shut down. We try to be really open to these things here at the Hotel Thompson. XOXO – Bacon
10/18/2014 at 3:56 pm
Bacon I could ttell you sotries…many stories. I have lost some of my ability but not all of it. I can tell which spirit is here usually….Dale my Brother rattles the dishez in the dish drainer. Wehn hubby Paul visits I can smell Jovan Musk Oil. When Kevin visits I smell Patchouli Oil. My Nanna sends the smell of roses…I find that my nose senses spirits better than my other senses.
Most people are told its’ all in their heads or they are making things up. That is usually out of fear. My Mother & Nanna were so attuned to the Spirit world…so I come by it honestly.
One of my Mother & I’s fave games was to sit with telephone between us & think ‘Nanna call us.” Well we got it down to 1 1/2 minutes b4 Nanna would call saying, “Now what do you 2 want??”
That was so cool 🙂
Love Sherri-Ellen & Nylablue xxxx
10/19/2014 at 10:18 am
Oh squeals! I so agree. Your mom has a special talent for sure. It is a great gift. XOXO – Bacon
10/20/2014 at 6:15 pm
Yow Bacon me haz a new storey fer ya n Miss June!
Yesturday Mum went over to Aunti Judith’z house. Aunti said she losted her keyz in da house, so Mum said she wuud find dem. When Mum got into da house she spoke out loud to her Mum’z spirit n bargained wif her to reetern da keyz. Aunti n Unckle thott Mum waz a bit *nutz* she said…..
Mum searched a few placez n nuffin. She asked her Mum again fer da keyz sayin she wuud not say anyfing nastee ’bout her fer rest of da yeer (dey were not close in Life).
Mum went over to da carton under da dinin room taybull n Aunti said she had searched da box….Mum started to emptee da box n 1/2 way down in da 1 corner were da keyz!!!!
Aunti’z jaw dropped Mum said….
Den Aunti, Unckle n Cuss-In S. n Mum said “Phankz ya Jacqueline” n dey all got a furry cool feelin on dere skin….Mum told her Mum’z spirit she cuud come back to our place (cause she waz banished a few monthz ago fer hidin fingz).
Weerd storey huh???
Now me haz to keep an eye on me toyz, MOL!!!!
Lub Nylablue n Mum too x0x0x0x0
10/20/2014 at 9:55 pm
Omp! Great story my sweet purr thing!! We have some great stories to share this week from the beach. They are good! XOXO – Bacon
10/21/2014 at 10:31 am
Iffin ya wantz ya can use it fer storey tellin!!
Mum also menshunned when her Aunti Katie bizitz ya can smell Lily of da Valley or Lilac flowerz! Diz iz true too ’cause me smelled dem befur…
Sumtimez we smell cigarettez n no one smokez in da buidlin or in apartmint…Mum sayz it iz her friend Big Paul what waz Native n Mum’z teecher (Meddysin Man). So Mum smellz her spiritz befure she sees dem. MOL/PLOL…Den dere iz Mingflower da kitteh befur me! She comez to visit n we can see her shadow all creemy bluepoint (like me) flashin by…toyz move fer no reeson (me on da couch wif Mum) n littur beein pawed in da baffroom (again me iz wif Mum on da couch).
Mingflower eben haz energee to bee a little gold ball da size of a pinhead n me haz touched ‘nosez’ wif her goldball nose..it waz freeky butt kewl…
Now how’z dat fer pair-a-normal acktivitee!?!?!?!?
Lub yer furgurl Nylablue n Mum too ❤ ❤
10/21/2014 at 2:31 pm
Oh squeals my sweet girl. I would feel right in with ya’ll. I love these. XOXO – Bacon
10/22/2014 at 6:17 pm
Feel free to share deze storeyz!
We iz so used to spiritiz hangin out here nuffin fazez us 😉
Lub ya sweetpiggieboy
Yer furgurl ❤ Nylablue ❤
10/23/2014 at 2:14 pm
Thank you my sweet girl!! XOXO – Bacon