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Poltergeist. An archaic German word that translates to “Noisy spirit”.

Many have read, or experienced events in life that can be classified as a poltergeist haunting. Disembodied footsteps, ghostly knocks or furniture moving are all typical poltergeist activities.

The following submitted personal story is about what happened to Karen M. Her encounter with a poltergeist was far more noisier than a typical ghostly knock. Sounding like “10 people with long sticks pounding the walls“, Karen’s poltergeist encounter has haunted her all these years.

When I was young about 15 I move up to Vancouver Island to be with my sister and brother in law, that summer . I was in love with a friend of theirs and wanted to be with him. I was losing my virginity to him around that time. They were in a old farm house , way at the back of the land ,that house was at the ends of its days. On 40 acres.In Courtney, B.C. on Headquarters road. I am 54 now.

It all started slowly at night with tappings on the walls outside, high up. My sister had dogs at the time ,big red setters,they had too much energy and we were forever letting them in and out of the living room doors .

We all sat at the kitchen table one morning and started to talk at the same time, we had all been awake, it turns out, We all can all hear the knocking around the house at night . We were all pretenting to be asleep and not wanting to bother with it, but we all were awake and didn t know the person next to us was awake too,We all had one eye open,each night We were all listening to the same thing.
I was shock, we didn t say anything for days before ,we confirm we all listening to the sounds.

Things got stronger, one night ,coming back from town my brother in-law walk in to the house then right back out again ,saying we are sleeping over at a friends place down the road. he wouldn t tell me what happen in there.The next day in the light we were back in the place laughing about how silly this was to sleep over on a friends floor, later that day, my sister and brother in-law went to town for the next night.

My boyfriend and I were alone in the house for a couple of hours everything was alright. Later into the night and then the knocking started then ,turn into banging faster and faster, louder and louder, around, all around us at the same time, the sound from the top of the outside walls were being banged by maybe like by 10 people with long sticks pounding the walls, I though, a joke, the night was dark with no moon, I had enough, and walk into the kitchen to look out the window and the light came on by its self, I jumped out of the room fast, and it went off.

My boyfriend ran and got a shotgun and we were going outside to get these people and I had the dogs ready by the neck now,all wild and barking to get out the same doors, ha, I thought “I’ll get them, with these dogs, heh heh and we will show them the gun, too Well I had the dogs fighting to go out, then when I open to door, an let go for the rush of them to move out, for the first time in my life, the dogs stop at the door and wouldn’t leave the house. They always run outside. I have never seen a dog stop stone dead in their tracks and not leave . The barking was real mean now. The banging was harder all around the outer walls going faster around us .

The dogs hairs went straight up. I have never seen that before ,and the hair is six inches long on that red breed. My eyes opened wide . My boyfriend looked, we looked at each other, in horror, all of us backed up from the doors, and the dogs, and with the gun we all sat down on the couch, freaked, the sound was all around us. The dogs now whimpering.

Then the banging, then stopped. We stayed there in that spot, not moving awake for hours with one little light on, we must of all fell asleep at the same time, dawn came, we awoke still, holding on to the big dogs, with the sunlight coming in, through the windows, I was alive, and happy it was day light. In the early morning, I went to the door and open it, the dogs and I ran out . I looked for foot prints around the house. There was none .

My sister came back later that morning. We tried to tell them at the same time what had happen. They had found a new place to live in town. I broke up with the boyfriend later that week , he wasn t the man I wanted under pressure with and went back to my mothers for the winter to go to school. It was so strange the dogs would not go out after whatevery it was out there. I was a woman when I left there, that summer I trust myself to see the truths in life .Of what I know and what happen on that night ,in that old house , In my guts it was a haunting ,that happen in my life. I never want to go through that again.

The dogs are the ones that let me something was wrong out there. I didn’t understand, I was gear up for the hunt of the problem. Something unreal happen that night, this touch me deeply, it didn’t make sense, why the dogs wouldn’t go out, and their hair on ends, I often wonder what would have happen if we did go outside with the loud banging going on. If we didn t have the dogs there to show us, this is not a good to leave the house.

I don’t write stories, well this was important to me to try .

Karen M.