I found a very interesting website that offers real life paranormal accounts. They can be found at About.com. I’m going to add it to the Link section on this site.

http://paranormal.about.com/

Some stories featured are from people and places that are right here in Toronto. I found a recent story and link that I posted below…

http://paranormal.about.com/library/blstory_january08_15.htm

Your True Tales January 2008

Little Ghost’s Footsteps

My experience took place at the end of October of 2007. I’ve always been a believer of ghosts and the paranormal, but had never experienced anything outright. But that changed one night this past October. I was house-sitting for my brother, his wife, and their two kids for one week in a suburb of Toronto. I believe it was the first, if not second night of my stay. It was around 1 a.m. and I was upstairs in bed reading when I suddenly heard someone walking around downstairs. I sat up in bed and listened, and it stopped. I brushed it off, thinking that the heat in the pipes was causing them to expand and contract, making weird noises. I went back to reading, and a few moments later I heard the footsteps again. At this point a few things went through my head: 1) My brother must have come home early (although they had just left for Europe a couple of days earlier); 2) It could be the neighbors next door (but soon realized that they live in a completely detached house, so they couldn’t have heard anyone through the walls); 3) How am I going to get out of here, since I’m on the second floor and there’s a burglar downstairs? I was totally and utterly convinced that there was someone walking around in their kitchen. It was kind of like a shuffling sound, as if the person was moving around the room — it wasn’t evenly paced like they were walking down a hallway. They also sounded quite heavy and sturdy, as if it were a male and not a female. I got out of bed and walked down the stairs to look over the banister into the kitchen, but it was pitch-black and I could see nothing. So I ran upstairs, put my head phones on, and went to sleep. I never heard the footsteps again. And truthfully I didn’t think much of it after that. Until my brother and his family came home…. On their way home from the airport, they stopped by my house where I live with my parents. I suddenly remembered what had happened and I said to my sister-in-law, “I thought I heard footsteps in your kitchen one night!” and laughed. She looked at me and said, “Oh, I see you’ve met our little ghost.” I couldn’t believe it. I asked her to explain. She said that about a year ago (soon after they moved in), she and my brother were sleeping in their room when suddenly my sister-in-law woke up when she heard someone walking in their room. She waited for what she thought was one of her children to jump into her bed. Nothing happened, so she asked my brother if one of the kids was in the room (she wears glasses and can’t see well without them, especially since it was dark). He said no, but that he too had heard someone come into the room. They both sat up in bed and listened, and sure enough they heard footsteps start on one side of the room, and walk all the way around the bed to the other side. She has told me also that her children (who share a room) have woken up a couple of times in the middle of the night to see two glowing red eyes in their room, but that since my brother has started renovating, the sightings have stopped. I’m never house-sitting for them again.

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