Sarah's account of
her haunted furniture.
Before I was Born my mom took the set out of storage and cleaned
it up to put in my room. Of course my crib was in the room also.
I used to wake in the night and look through the slats in my crib ( My
memory of my life goes back as far as about 10- 11 months of age) and
see things walk through my room. One particular instance I
remember was when I awoke to see 3 wolves walking through my room.
I was not scared and remember just watching as they meandered through
and then walked right back out the door. Of course I told my
parents about it and they took it as a dream. Actually they
spent allot of time telling me things that would make me disbelieve.
I have seen the wolves twice since once at 7 and once at 25. It
was basically the same thing. They came for a visit and then
I also used to hear voices talking. I
remember sitting on the bed with my mom, I believe that I was approx 2
and holding my ear to hers asking her if she could hear those people
talking. Of course she couldn't and she quickly changed
the subject. I quit hearing them about the time I turned 5 and
we put the set in storage again.
When we got it out of storage with me
being about the age of 7 I started having very intense dreams. My mom
thought that it could be the television influencing me and so I was
allowed to watch very limited programming. The dreams kept
coming and the voices kept talking again and eventually they took me
to see a psychologist who gave them some medication and I slept sound
for the rest of the stint.
The bed was put in storage again until I
turned 21 and wanted it back. I had my own apartment and since
it is so beautiful and unusual I once again ended up sleeping in it.
And once again I started having intense
dreams and visions. I did not sleep well at any time and my son
who was 4 started hearing voices and had a conversation with what he
called a grand mother. He would talk to " his
Grandmother" on a regular basis and sometimes would cry about how
much he missed her and loved her. And then she would
"visit" and he would be fine for a while. Keep in mind
that he had a grandmother of this world who adores him who he saw
almost every day.
I burned allot of sage and used candles,
holy oil etc to try to get rid of these pestering spirits. The more I
tried to get rid of them the worse things got. The woman would
wake me by stroking my hair and talking to me while I was asleep.
I know it sound crazy but I was living alone and there was no one
"alive" person there to touch me. Then the foot steps
up and down the hall, a dark figure wearing a large brimmed Amish
shaped hat would pace. People would visit me and say "
who's in the kitchen" or "who's in your room" or
someone's at your back door" and I would have to say no and then
prove to them there was no one there. It pretty much so freaked
people out but since they didn't live there they didn't worry too
much. They, after all, were going home at the end of the
Every once and a while I would have overnight guests(
I was in college at the time and so people who crashed at my house
qualify as over night guests). One particular time I had a
get together with friend some stayed and crashed on the
furniture. It was winter and some idiot had left the window open
"for fresh air" well the next morning as the
couple was exiting the bedroom they stated that the room
felt like a furnace and that they had not slept worth a crap. It
was impossible for the room to be so hot and when we figured out
that the window was open that creepy feeling came over me again.
I guess that the spirits did not like those people and I
found later that they were fair weather friends anyway.
That same fair weather friend had a little
girl that was about 18 months old. One day while she
was visiting the child wandered into where? you guessed it, the
bed room. It wasn't long before I noticed that she
wasn't playing anymore so I went to look for her. When I got to
her she was standing in the corner of the room like she was being
punished and I got scared and yelled for her mother, who came running.
Her mother picked her up and brought her
back into the living room with us where she would not look at us or
talk. After about 5 minutes or so we took her back to the bedroom
where she firmly planted hands and feet on either side of the
door and refused to go in. I truly believe that she was getting
ready to do something she shouldn't and was stopped by one of
My mother just happened to be there at
this time and proceeded to tell me that the bed had a history of
happenings. This really pissed me off because for years I
had been made to feel like I was crazy and an outcast.
Finally she told some stories of her child hood when she had
the bed and so on back through a little family history and older
stories than her own about the bed. This basically
ruined my relationship with my mother to think that these facts
had been hidden from me for years.
So remember how I said the more I tried to rid
myself of these things The more I the spirits acted up? Well
I came to terms. Made peace poured them a drink and spoke out
loud to them telling them that I would live and let live.
And the activity pretty much so stopped.
Stopped bothering me at least.
My best friend was in for a visit over a
summer and came to stay with me a few nights. She woke a
little boy poking her and laughing. On another occasion she woke
to an older woman standing at the edge of the bed staring at
her. She refuses to sleep in the bed now.
I sleep in the bed every night. I
still get awakened and I still get touched. They just don't
bother me any more. Like I said in the original email I am used
to it. the only reason I want to sell it is because I want
to make a rather large purchase and I have so many other family pieces
that I had to part with one it would be the bed set. Once again thank
you for your time and I look forward to more emails.