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I was chatting with
Lady Em over at Lavender Beekeeper about
ghosts the other night. She and
Betsy asked me to share more hair
raising stories from Willow Manor. There are many to tell, but I will
keep this short and just fill you in on the latest.
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Last week, when our daughter was home, we were all sitting in the
living room, and the conversation turned, as it usually does, to the
subject of our resident ghost(s). Our youngest son mentioned that the
occurrences here could be from the Native Americans who lived in
this area. Chief Leatherlips is said to have been executed on June 1,
1810, by his own people, along the Scioto River near our property. He
was apparently friendly with the white man and his Wyandot people
did not approve. I then mentioned that I thought it was Laura, the
woman who died here at Willow Manor. At the exact moment I
mentioned her name, a nearby potted plant rustled and six or eight
large leaves fell off and scattered to the floor. We all saw it, heard it
and were stunned. There were no open windows, no air conditioning,
no fans. The plant was on a table across the room. We all agreed that
she must have wanted us to know that it was, indeed, her.
And that's not all. Sunday night, after I had been asleep for about an
hour, the door to my bedroom suddenly burst opened at 3:30. It had
been completely latched tightly shut before I went to bed. The turning
of the knob and the rattling of the hardware was loud enough to wake
me. It opened about 18 inches. I just froze and stared at the open
door. I was too frightened to get up to close it! And of course, WT was
away. The house was completely dark, the guys, who had to work
early the next day, had long gone to bed. What was that all about?
Lady Em suggested that I get a little recorder to see if there are any
EVP's (Electronic Voice Phenomena) here. I might just have to do
that. I'll keep you posted. And if you like this kind of thing, I have
many, many more odd tales to tell.
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photo: living room at Willow Manor