Tis the Season

Tis the Season

June 30, 2016

The Spirits at Sally’s House

Sally is a friend of mine. I have known her since I was 7 years old. She is a very kind person who has had a life filled with spirits, ghosts or guardian angels. I am not sure what follows Sally but I do know they are there and they protect and guide her.

Sally has lived in the same house her entire life. When Sally married years ago her parents gave Sally and her husband the family home as a gift. Sally has lived there her entire marriage. She raised her children in this house and to this day, still lives in that old family home.

During her lifetime Sally has had good times and bad. The only difference with Sally and other people is that when Sally has an extreme happening in her life, the spirits around her let themselves be known. I know this for a fact as I have witnessed these events first hand while at Sally’s house.

The first time Sally became aware she was going to a mother was when we were sitting in her dining room having a cup of tea.

 Sally, her sister and I were sitting around talking when Sally mentioned she thought she might be expecting, but she added: 

“ I am not sure yet”. The second Sally said that a guitar that was hanging on the wall in the dining room started to play. It did not make a few notes due to weather change or temperature adjustment, it played a part of a song!

When the guitar started to strum this little tune I did what anyone would do, I jumped to my feet yelling:

 “ Oh my God, oh my God” 

with my hands in the air frightened to death. Sally and her sister were a bit more laid back and just sat there. I then ran out of the dining room with Sally and her sister running after me. I kept running, knocking chairs out of my way and spewing books on a shelf near the door all over the floor until I was outside and away from the house.

Sally and her sister finally calmed me down enough so I could focus on what was going on.

 Sally and her sister then explained that they think the spirits of all the family members who lived there before them still hang around. I just stood and stared at them. They went on to tell me that often when either a very good thing happens or very bad things are coming, odd events like the guitar playing, happen in the house.

Years passed and I started to become accustomed to the odd happenings at Sally’s house. 

One year Sally’s brother seemed to be out of sorts. Sally thought he may need help but was hesitate on insisting he go to a doctor to see why he looked so sickly and was acting so oddly.

 Sally and I were talking about it while we were out shopping. I had seen her brother the night before and was stunned at how awful he looked. I was trying to convince Sally to insist her brother go to a doctor. 

The conversation of my concern was still going on as we unlocked Sally’s front door and entered her house. As soon as we walked into the house a putrid smell hit us both. It was overpowering we both started to retch and run to open the windows. The house smelled like rotting meat.

We searched the entire house and found nothing that could be causing this odor. Then, without rhyme or reason, the odor was gone. It simply vanished. We stood in her living room looking at each other. With that, we heard a muffled meowing from upstairs. Sally looked at me and said: 

 “That sounds like Sammy.” 

We both ran up the stairs following the sound of the family cats little cries. We followed it to a big dresser that was standing in the hallway in front of and blocking an old linen closet. The cat continued to cry. We pushed the big heavy chest out of the way and pulled open the linen closet door to find Sammy wedged on the top shelf terrified and shaking. We pulled the cat down and comforted the frightened animal the best we could.

How the cat got into that closet or why that house smelled was simply a confusing unknown. We searched and found no sign of a break-in. Nothing had been taken, the house seemed perfectly fine other then the fact it had that overpowering smell and Sammy was found locked away in a blocked closet!

Sally insisted her brother go to the doctor the next day. The doctor told the family that if her brother had waited another day he might have died. His heart needed immediate surgery, which saved his life. I think Sally was forced by that house event to get her brother the help he needed.

I had a few incidents of my own in Sally’s house that I will never forget. Again in her dining room sharing tea with Sally and her sister.

 This time, we were talking about my decision to get married or not. I was in love and very happy but extremely nervous about making the final commitment. I was telling my two friends that I just wish I knew what the right thing was to do. I remarked I thought it was time for me to be a married woman. As soon as those words came out of my mouth a music box sitting on the hutch in the dining room started to play. It was playing the wedding waltz tune that my grandmother had in the music box she was given on her wedding day, that I now owned.

I sat and listened to the lovely little box play the beautiful little song. I asked my friends: 

“ How they got the music box to play at that exact moment? “

 My friends looked at me and. Sally said:

 “We didn’t.” 

I looked at them and replied an articulate: 


 Sally got up and walked to the music box and brought it back to the table and placed it in front of me. She then said: 

“ Turn it over and look at it, you have to wind it to play, and look at the songs it plays, it is right there on the label where you wind it up.”

I turned the box over and saw the key where you wind it to make it play. I also read the song titles; it said Jingle Bells and Silent Night. I turned the key until it was tight and placed the music box on the table to play. In a soft bell-like ringing the box played Jingle Bells followed by Silent Night. They were the only songs this music box played. I was stunned. How could this be, how did it play a song not programmed on the music box? 

 I was told it only plays those two songs. I was also told I should get married as the angels of the house approved!

The activity in this house continues to this day. I have witnessed a group of angel sculptures dance around on a fireplace mantel while bells were heard as they shook around in circles.

 I also have been in conversations while the TV sets in the house switched on and off by themselves over and over. 

I have watched as my watch was removed from where I placed it on the counter minutes before to be found later on the dashboard of my car. The events in this house are countless, and to this day continue.

The thing of it all, with this house and its events, is that they do not frighten you, once you get use to them. The family uses the events as the opinions and guidance of those who lived there before them. The family feels it is done in love and caring and often considers the strange events the opinions of those who look over them.

I have no idea what is going on in Sally’s house. I do know the events happen. I do know they happen often and I find the attitude of the family the key to making the unknown second nature for this family. They simply think of it as another voice to consider when big issues are at hand. They feel it is just one of the relatives, long past, throwing their two cents into whatever is going on.

I wonder about Sally’s house sometimes. I think it best left exactly as it is. It certainly seems that everyone and every spirit involved seems to be doing fine. The only one who seems a bit annoyed now and then is Sammy! However, a little cuddle and a new mouse toy to chase and even Sammy seems to be content!
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