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It’s An Addiction… But Don’t Cure Me.

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Everyone has an addiction of some kind.  Don’t tell me you don’t, because thou shalt be deemed a fibber of the most Shameful Kind.  I have many addictions.  Books.  Books.  Chocolate.  Paranormal investigation programmes.  Oh, the need to see a group of people bumbling about in the dark waving gadgets about that squeak and beep and flash… And I do so love the way they all suddenly freeze and look at each other and say:

‘There’s someone upstairs… there’s someone upstairs?  Who’s upstairs?  Do YOU know who’s upstairs?  I don’t think I’m upstairs?’

“Guys, has anyone actually been to see who is upstairs?”

“Uh… No.”

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For these past few months, my intrepid (decrepit?) mate in South Africa has been joining me on a veritable pub crawl of paranormal investigation programmes to see what they come up with.  We want the TRUTH!  Buuuut… we don’t really want to have to leave the safety of our homes to get it.  So, we have so far been through the whole of the Ghost Adventures series (well, who wouldn’t want to watch that lot charging about in the dark together yelling ‘DUUUUDE!!!!’ every five seconds?) and I thought the evidence they got in their very first documentary, before they went viral with their GAC adventures, was pretty compelling stuff (I refer to the flying brick incident).  I honestly think my friend and I have spent more time with those three GAC guys than we have our own husbands. That reads in a very bad way but, whatever.  We’ve worked our way through Nick Groff and his Paranormal Lockdowns (the first episode of series two was pretty fantastic, we loved that) and now we are busy abusing Ghost Hunters.  Right from the very first episode.  So far, it’s been like watching badly lit episodes of Hollyoaks with lots of cables, EMF meters and ‘spontaneous’ interludes where the team members grumble about who’s leading the tech department and whether they’ve captured dust or an orb on film.  Or possibly a full-blown poltergeist with laryngitis.

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My friend and I continually gripe about what they get up to in Ghost Hunters – ‘it’s dust!  That’s not an EVP, that’s someone sneezing!  What the hell is he doing with that thermometer!?’ but… we still keep on watching the episodes.  Just in case.

Zak Bagans, Nick Groff and Aaron Goodwin (ahh Aaron, bless him, no one can erupt into a war cry of “DUUUUDE!” like Aaron),  Grant Wilson, Jason Hawes and all your Minions – we salute you!  You go ahead and carry on falling over stuff in the dark, you carry on bickering amongst yourselves over who left the power cable at home, WE LOVE YA GUYS!

Nicola

weirdworld@hotmail.co.uk

©Nicola Kirk and http://www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com 2017

Early One Morning… Or Was It Late One Night?

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Early one morning – and I mean early, I have young children who have no concept of what waking at a ‘sensible hour’ is – my bedroom door pinged open and my two Small People marched in looking determined.  I think that was the expression they were wearing because, as I said, it was early and I had to pry an eyelid open with great reluctance to see what the deal was.  The conversation went something like this:

“Hello, you two, what’s up?  You know, it’s a bit early…”

“She woke me up,” advised my son.

“Oh.  Um… why’s that then?”

“She,” he pointed at his sister, just in case there was any doubt as to who the troublemaker was, “said the TV is on downstairs in your sitting room and it’s playing 101 Dalmatians but there’s no picture.”

I sat up.  Well, okay, perhaps she had been up early pressing buttons?

“Sweetheart,” I addressed my daughter (who was wide awake, bright-eyed and showed no signs of going back to bed without a lengthy debate about it first), “have you been playing with the television?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

“She came and woke me up to tell me that it had woken her up,” my boy told me.  They both stared at me expectantly because apparently parents have the Answers to Everything.  Even at 5am.

“Um… okay, well that’s a bit odd,” I muttered, throwing the covers back to go and have a look.  The television set up we have downstairs in our sitting room is the stuff of nightmares for any technophobe.  It took me ages to figure out that praying and sacrificing remote controls to it wasn’t sufficient to get it to turn on and much pressing of many buttons on a multitude of remotes was also required to appease the gods of technology.  If my daughter had managed to get the DVD player going by herself and turn the TV on from standby (even if it refused to display a picture) was quite an impressive feat.  So I went downstairs, posted various small people back into their beds in the hope that they might stay there for another two hours (fat chance, I’m laughing to myself as I write that) and turned the TV and DVD player off again.  Finally, I crawled back into bed and snuggled down once again…

…only to wake up about fifteen minutes later to the radio pinging on in our bedroom.  By itself.  My husband opened one eye and peeked at me sleepily as if to say ‘did you forget to turn off the Ouija board, dear?’

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I’ve mentioned in the past that our house has many a foible and likes to let rip with many odd noises in the night, usually resulting in me bumbling off downstairs to make sure one of the cats hasn’t managed to get trapped in the bin.  It’s not even as if it’s a particularly old house with many skeletons buried in its closets.  I believe the house was built in the 1960s but it has been extended and built up and goodness knows what so many times now that if it’s true what they say about ghosts hating renovation, I suppose that would explain where some of the noises and weird bangs come from.

Another very early morning had both my husband and I doing a tour of the house looking for the source of three, loud clear knocks.  I’d sprung out of bed (well, it felt like I sprung out of bed, but in reality it probably would have looked like me getting caught up in the duvet and falling gracelessly from the side of the bed onto the floor) and had scuttled off to see if someone was in trouble and was banging at our door for assistance.  Nothing.  Not a thing.  Well, thanks SO much whatever that was for getting me out of a nice warm bed.  At other times I’ll wake up because I’m certain I’ve heard the doorbell ring at some weird hour. And then last night both my father in law and I were scurrying about trying to find the cause of what sounded like a load of toy cars rolling off somewhere high up and hitting the floor.

“You alright?” he asked, dashing into the kitchen where I was looking about for the source of the noise myself.

“Me?  Sure.  That noise wasn’t you then?”

We had a moment of confused face pulling while we thought about it.

“I looked in on the kids and they’re asleep, so it wasn’t them,” he said.  More confused face pulling.  “This house is haunted…” he muttered as he wandered off back upstairs.  Comments like that would probably make most people uneasy but, well, I couldn’t help grinning like an overly excited Cheshire Cat at the prospect. My daughter often palms off her misdemeanours on the Great Unseen by saying, ‘oh, it was the ghost that did it’.   Hmmm… if I was a ghost in this house, I’d probably keep my head down when she’s on the rampage.

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Nicola

weirdworld@hotmail.co.uk

©Nicola Kirk and http://www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com 2017

I Sell The Dead

Ebay Item: One Careful Owner.  Met A Nasty End.  Buy Me!

I’ve sold my daughter’s old cot today.  She has a new ‘big girl’s bed’, so she’s very happy.  While I was writing the advert for the cot, I started thinking about the relevant details that I needed to put on there… make of cot, size of cot, whether it was haunted… Ah, it’s okay, it’s very much not haunted, but I did start wondering about all the other stuff that’s for sale out there and whether selling something that’s ‘haunted’ is a selling point or something to keep veeery quiet about.

In some states in America, if you believe your house is haunted, you may be obliged to disclose this to potential purchasers.  This is rather bumpy ground as some people say, if there are no such things as ghosts, how can such a thing be relevant when it comes to something like purchasing a property?   Or pieces of furniture.  Or toys.  However, a quick scout around on Ebay turned up a smattering of ‘haunted’ or ‘haunted looking’ dolls and teddies, but to be honest, the only really scary thing about these items is the inflated price tags.  But if you are considering purchasing a haunted doll, you may want to read up on it a bit first, perhaps an article from someone like this Ebay Seller might be of interest:  Purchasing Haunted Dolls.

‘Needs A Little Work.  Spacious Rooms. Purchaser May Wish To Avoid Murderous Ghost On Second Floor Landing.’

For those of us who love all things creepy and spooky, purchasing a haunted house sounds like a dream come true.  But for some, especially those who are unaware of the extra inhabitants of their newly purchased abode, it can be an absolute nightmare, as described in this Huffington Post article.

One particular haunted item that I heard about was the Dybbuk Box.  The Dubbuk Box was originally meant to be a little cupboard for storing wine, although somehow over the years it became haunted by a Dybbuk (an evil spirit).  Apparently, the story of the Dybbuk Box first came to light when a chap called Kevin Mannis advertised it on Ebay (where else?) with an intriguing back story of its alleged haunting.  It gained so much interest that a film was made in 2012 based on the story (The Possession).  The curious story is detailed on Wikipedia for those of you who want to read more and, of course, there are numerous videos lurking on the internet, but one particularly good version of it was produced by Paranormal Witness and I’d highly recommend you take a moment to watch it.  Preferably when you are home.  Alone.  With the lights out.

 

*Incidentally, the title of this article ‘I Sell The Dead‘ is also the title of a brilliantly funny film – I’d highly recommend it!

Nicola

©Nicola Kirk 2016 and www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com

Death Clicks: When Death Snaps His Fingers

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Cooling Pipes… Or Death Looking For A Way In?

Paranormality defines ‘Death Clicksas: “a strange phenomenon that has its origins in Samoa.  Like the wailing banshees of Ireland, believed to predict the imminent death of someone in the household, death clicks are the sudden onset of persistent and loud clicking that sounds throughout the house of someone who is going to die soon.”

My house seems to be full of things that bang, pop and click (including my mother -in-law), but I’ve recently conducted a head count and, touch wood, everyone still seems to be lurking where I left them.  Fortunately, it would appear that Death is not trying to get my attention just yet.  Who am I kidding, what with the general chaos that’s usually going on at home, we wouldn’t hear him knocking anyway!

But should you panic if you hear the strange knockings of, say, the Deathwatch Beetle?  The film ‘Practical Magic‘ suggests pulling up floorboards to conduct a frantic search for the little bugger is in order if you wake up in the small hours to hear the peculiar knocking noise they make.

WARNING: the following clip is a guaranteed blub inducer, get thy tissues at the ready:

There is, apparently, an old superstition that if you hear three knocks that seem to come from nowhere then, in a nutshell, someone you know is going to peg it.  Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but… you get my drift.  There are quite a few stories out there from people who have indeed experienced this strange occurrence for themselves – click on the following link to read about those who have been dragged into the fateful game of:

KNOCK KNOCK, WHO’S DEAD?

So, now I’m somewhat confused.  What do I do if I hear someone knocking at my place of residence? I can’t help but feel it’s a little bit rude to yell at them to ‘use the doorbell or I’m not coming to the door!’  Or maybe I should just board the front door up for good measure and wait for Death to come crashing through my window in a flurry of highly charged black nylon and plastic scythes like this guy:

My fellow Researcher of Much Spookiness and  Head Sifter of You Tube Clips, Tarryn, has also come across some records of strange knockings that preceded deaths: Click Here for more tales of ghostly knocks in the night…

Meanwhile, in the distant land of Can’t Understand What You’re Saying,  from what I can make out, this lady appears to have experienced mysterious knocking sounds in her house and the perpetrator can not be located.   Or… she could just be looking for her kettle:

A further donation from Tarryn comes from SeeksGhosts Blog Spot, who also has a few stories about strange Knocks of Doom:

“The Irish and the Scots both have traditions that state three knocks on a door or three taps on a window especially when heard at regular intervals – lasting for two minutes-means death.

According to several Native American tribes when the thumping of a stick 3 times on the ground is heard or the beating of a drum 3 times is heard it means someone will die.  This superstition also pops up in Arab and Jewish traditions.”

If you have had any strange experiences involving Death Clicks (or Death Knocks or Death Trying to Climb Through Your Window), please feel free to leave your stories in the comments section below!

But please, no knock knock jokes…

Nicola

©Nicola Kirk 2016 and www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com

Well, They Weren’t Expecting That!

And Other Times They Bring Creepy Clowns And Much Panic

There are somethings in life that you just don’t expect to come across.  A rogue five-pound note at the bottom of your bag (yay!).  Your child tidying their room without being asked (what are my eyes seeing here, can it be true?). A dead body in an abandoned haunted house (…WTF?):

I don’t think you’d sleep again if you came across this one while you’re out having an innocent peek around a disused building.

Anything caught on CCTV always seems exceptionally eerie to me.  Clowns abusing melons on your veranda and Nightcrawlers wandering past your house – they certainly make foxes going through your bins of a night a much more appealing prospect.  And as for discovering that someone else is living in your house with you and you know nothing about it until you review your CCTV… I think I’ll be checking under the stairs tonight.  And how do you get rid of them once you know they’re there?  ‘Um, excuse me, either pay some rent or stop raiding my fridge!  And while I’m at it…any preferences on the colour of the toilet paper?’ However, I suspect the poor sod in clip 13 may have been struck by lightning, but either way, he certainly wasn’t expecting it and he definitely wasn’t very happy at the end of his experience.

And finally, in the following selection of videos below, I particularly liked clip number 8 – the look of confusion on the security guard’s face is quite priceless.  Either he’s searching for the strange black shadow that just went past the gate that or he’s having a look around before he heads off for a crafty fag.

 

Nicola

©Nicola Kirk 2016 and www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com

Creatures Of Much Weirdness…

There’s Some Seriously Weird Stuff Out There…

It’s so hard to tell these days what is real and what is not, especially when it comes to things you find on the internet.  Being a writer of fiction, most of the time I’m not too fussed about what the internet throws at me, real or fake, it all feeds the imagination and gets me writing.  But I still like the little thrill of ‘now, imagine if that was real…’ .  I enjoy watching these little You Tube compilations about ‘Top Five Things That Will Make You Hide Under Your Bed’ and ‘Top Ten Things That Will Make You Rush Out To Purchase Pepper Spray’ and, seeing as you’re reading this, I suspect you do too.  So, let’s crack open today’s little bit of weirdness and see what people have been creating with their latest hightech graphic programmes or have even, dare I say it, filmed for real.  Here we have one of today’s favourite YouTubey things: 5 Mysterious Creatures Caught On Camera And Spotted… In Real Life:

I particularly liked the Wessex Way Monster and the Sewer Monster.  I’m not saying I believe they’re real but… aren’t they great to watch?  The last clip is oddly chilling.  Yes, it’s easy to get your mate to dress up in a strange outfit and a wig and to shuffle about (or perhaps it’s just my friends who are that way inclined – you guys know who you are…) but there’s something decidedly freaky about the way the ‘person’ moves that gives me chills.  However, I can only assume the person filming it either has terrible toothache or he has a crash helmet on.  I’d love to read your thoughts in the comments section at the bottom of this post.

And so, moving on to the next video:

15 Paranormal Beasts That May Be Out There

I like the way the narrator talks on this video, it’s very engaging.  Anyway, here we have a selection of bizarre paranormal creatures and beings ranging from the mythical chupacabras to screaming banshees and horned demon cats (however, based on the description of the demon cat I suspect it was probably just an enraged feline with big ears and even bigger psychological issues).  I’m very interested in the concept of shadow people though.  There do seem to be an awful lot of people out there who have had strange encounters with these seemingly intelligent shades.  Sometimes they are benevolent, sometimes malevolent but they always seem to leave people feeling creeped out and very unsettled.  A bit like this guy:

Nicola

©Nicola Kirk 2016 and www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com

 

Did That Just Say What I Think It Did?

In my last post, I mentioned that I had once recorded some very curious sounds coming from the depths of a deserted bunker close to where I used to live.  You can hear me tramping about through the piles of leaves that coated the floor, but when I stand still and pan the camera around you can hear some clear knocking sounds echoing around.  I didn’t hear them at the time but… well, if you have any ideas what could have been making the noise, I would be interested to hear your thoughts in the comments section at the end of this post.  It could have been the sounds of a very old building shifting but then… it could be the restless spirit of Demented Bob seeking out his next prey.  But on a serious note, EVPs (Electronic Voice Phenomena) can be very interesting to listen to and some of them, as you will see at the bottom of this post, are very creepy indeed.

How hard is it to catch an EVP?  If you go by what you see on the television, we are permanently surrounded by the voices of the dead who are all hissing at us to ‘GET OUT!’, advising you that they are going to ‘KILL YOU!’ or, if they’re having a good day, they might just say your name in a nice whispery voice, just so you know you’re being observed while you creep about in the dark.  Is it possible to catch a clear EVP without having to do all the tweaking and clarifying that some ghost hunters seem to have to do when they make a programme?  One paranormal programme advised ‘spirit voices speak twice as fast as human voices so we need to slow them down to be able to hear them clearly.’  But… I’m pretty sure people have managed to record some pretty spectacular EVPs without having to mess about with them like that?

And so…I have decided to do a bit of my own EVP experimenting to see what I might come up with.

Now, I appreciate that it could be a long time before I come up with something that could possibly resemble a convincing EVP.  As it goes, I embarked on a bit of EVPing the other evening after I’d been out to dinner with my husband… but I couldn’t stop giggling so I had to write that one off as a somewhat ‘contaminated’ recording.  Either that or the paranormal world found me exceedingly amusing that night.

So, while I have a bit of a delve into the world of EVPs for myself, I have also been having a delve into the internet’s catalogue of EVPs to see what sort of things might be out there.  One that I found particularly haunting (excuse the pun) was this one.  Every time I watch it, it makes my hair stand up on end, I think it’s brilliant:

The Haunted Hotel Room

And then there was this one, which, fake or not, still induces a shiver:

Wogans Cavern at Pembroke Castle

If you have any EVPs you would like to share, please do.

Nicola

©Nicola Kirk 2016 and www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com

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