Sundown Stewart's Ghost Stories

" I have had so many experiences with ghosts - poltergeist - the supernatural throughout my life, I would not know where to begin. I'd like to relate some of my favorites.

    My sister and I have had numerous experiences in two of the houses we grew up in. One of my earliest memories occurred in the first house we lived in after our parents divorced. I was eating in the kitchen facing the living room, which I could see in almost full view through an old brick arch. To the left would be the rest of the house. To the right was a wall. My sis came
running from the left, past the arch toward the wall at which the living room ended. I wanted to tell her something, so I immediately called for her to "come here", expecting to see her come directly around the corner from the area to the right (not once did I take my eyes off of this
area). When I did not, I called her again, and then again. She heard me, and came running into the kitchen....from the left.
    The next place, where my mother and sister still live & which still scares me, was crawling with weird energy (we believe that some of this comes from my sister and I, but not all). Some examples of activity:
* Seeing human-like movement in peripheral vision (this has happened to people outside of our family as well) which disappears when one looks in the direction of the movement.

* TV and Radios in our bedroom would turn on at FULL VOLUME in the middle of the night. These were the old ones with manual knobs; I do not think the old "house was settling" explanation applies.

* Items suddenly falling over on the second floor, followed by distinct footsteps directly above us.
* Areas of the house suddenly turning ice cold (this was southern Ca)
* Doors slamming shut.

* Clocks of all types stopping in the middle of the night. The digital clocks were what made us aware of the outages, but the morning after all quartz clocks would be between 20 and 45 minutes behind. After doing the math, and after several incidents we concluded that this
was no coincidence.

* To this day, my sister and I will say "what?" in unison, as we both hear a distinct female voice say our respective names in the same instant.

* My sister and I sometimes had the same dreams on the same night. One that sticks in my mind: Our mom left her sweater in Hell, and we had to go down and get it.
    We had two terrifying experiences with our cousins during seances. The first took place in my Aunt's garage. After some unsuccessful attempts to contact the dead, we had the bad idea of calling on a dead relative, the infant Joseph (my mother's brother who died of "crib death"). I called on him, and in my best "Haunted Mansion" impression said, "give us a hint by ringing a bell". Seconds later, the doorbell rang. We listened intently as an adult answered the door. They returned to tell the other parents that no one was there. Freaked out, I asked Joseph if he had done it. Suddenly clothes flew off of some boxes, and a heavy iron door that led to the
yard (and was always stuck firmly in the dirt) slammed shut. We ran out screaming, but unfortunately did not learn our lesson.

Our next séance was held in our tent while camping in Mexico. Earlier that day we'd
discovered a VW Bug that had gone off the road, into a ravine, and under a large pipe. A cross by the side of the road marked where Margarita Cervez had dropped to her death, in the car. We called on her that night, and became spooked when the wind picked up, and we heard
footsteps near the tent. The adults were in the house. We continued, and suddenly our lantern went out, and all the walls of the tent suddenly began caving in simultaneously. We could clearly make out the shape of hands all around us. We screamed for about 30 seconds until our parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins ran out. The lantern went back on, and the tent was back to normal. I got in big trouble for scaring everybody.
    At 18 I moved back from (REALLY HAUNTED)
Colorado (I could go on and on about CO) to have my son, & live with my mom for awhile. I had the occasional creepy experience, & some entities were still bothering my sister ( my son's father and I both witnessed portions of these events). As is to be expected our combined energy
produced some weird phenomenon once I'd been back awhile. When my son was about 3 or 4 months, he had conked out early. I was holding him, watching TV on the couch all by myself. My mother was in bed, and I was sitting by one of two living room lamps. Both happened to be lit, but the one I was sitting by would go down really low and then come back on. It would come in 2s or 3s, stop for a bit, then again, etc. This did not at first bother me, as I was used to strange electrical occurrences here. I watched the other lamp while this was taking place, and it was
unaffected.   I carried my baby into the kitchen, and as I stood under the light the same thing happened. As an experiment I flipped on the dining room light and watched it as the other light went low and bright, over and over. The dining room was unaffected. I decided to go upstairs to bed. I placed my son next to my mom while I went into the bathroom to get ready. As I stood under the bathroom light, guess what happened? Needless to say I hastily brushed my teeth, and rushed to bed. The next morning, before I had a chance to tell her what happened
my sister told me that at the party she'd attended the previous night she had everyone freaked. Every light she would sit or stand by would go down and bright again.
    The house I currently live in is definitely haunted. Some examples:

* My step-daughter and I were making tacos. The kitchen and living room where the babies were playing got a little too smoky, so we started opening windows. I decided to turn on the ceiling fan in the living room to help clear it out, and asked 'Lis to open the windows. We turned around, and the ceiling fan, which turns on only with a pull cord, began to turn until it was running full force.

* This same (I think) helper often turns on the light in the
stairwell that leads to the ground floor when I start the descent in the dark.

* Once when the kids and I were picking up phone conversations on our walkie talkies, the light actually went OUT when we were in the very same stairwell. We ran upstairs, and sure enough the switch had been turned down, the light still worked. We got the impression we were
being chided for our naughtiness.

* One night I was home alone with all three kids, and one of their friends. After they were asleep, I started changing for bed as well. Suddenly the clock radio went off. I was not scared at that point, just annoyed that someone had changed the alarm and turned it up all the way.
As I was setting the alarm, I realized it was still set properly. Just as I was pondering this, the stereo system in our room went on, again at full volume. This scared the hell out of me, so I shut it off, climbed into bed, and tried to sleep. I was awakened by my step-son, who came in crying that there was a clown in his room, and it was mean. Luckily I did not encounter this clown, but I did not sleep well until my husband got home.

* My husband has seen bizarre, slowly moving lights in one hallway. The kids (including friends) have always been scared of this hallway.

* A Native American friend, who knew nothing about the house being haunted, was immediately creeped out during her first visits, particularly by my bedroom and the toy room (accessible through said hallway). She also hates my computer, which often has a mind of its own.

* More than once I've found the letters W and M scratched on my arm. This happens when I'm awake! My arm would suddenly feel sore, I look and there they are.   I suppose I've rambled enough, although this is far from a complete account. " Sundown