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The following is a true account of events that were experienced by three members of the Ghostnspectors team over a weekend in May 2009.
Robert, Pete and Derek visited the location after a request was made from the lead investigator at the time. This well known paranormal investigator, a regular on television, needed a relief team to maintain a presence in the house. Naturally, we jumped at the chance.
The names of the family involved have been excluded to preserve their anonimity.
When we recieved the invite, we were a little sceptical. The events that were being described sounded too unbelievable. Naturally, we were eager to visit because of our fascination with the paranormal. It wasn't an opportunity we wanted to turn down, irrespective of whether the events were real or not.
The lead investigator was seeking a little time out after a long period spent in the house and because of our association with him, he contacted us and the arrangements were made.
The family were being looked after,overall, by another well known television psychic. She insisted we ring her before we entered the house.
The drive to Hertfordshire was relaxed. We chatted about the things we knew of the case and of what we hoped to experience while we were there.
When we eventually reached the address, we were shocked by what we saw.
The estate was made up of well maintained, semi-detached homes.
Affluent in a modest way. A typical suburban road in a new-town.
One house was immediately conspicuous.
It's bay windows had been boarded up and there was a definite sense of foreboding surrounding the property.
We have visited many locations reputed to be haunted, but this was the first time that we experienced nervousness.
At one point, we even considered returning home, afterall, we were dealing with something totally unknown to us. We had no experience of poltergeists and we wondered, naturally, what we were letting ourselves in for.
We telephoned our contact as agreed.
When Robert had finished with the conversation, he seemed to be a little subdued, even troubled.
We asked what had been said.
"It won't hurt us, it hasn't hurt anyone on purpose, but it can get angry." Robert said, passing on the information from our contact.
He also said "It has not drawn blood or anything."
That made us all feel a whole lot better!!!!
Images of the bay windows which had been alleged to have been broken by the entity.
The house was in near darkness when we entered and we were met by the family.
They were incredibly welcoming and hospitable.
It was a shock to witness how they were living; they had no television, no tables or chairs, no pictures hanging on the wall. They used plastic cups to drink from and used tinfoil ashtrays.
Anything that was heavy had been removed, any items that were sharp or able to injure someone had been removed.
The only items that were on display was the seats from a leather sofa and chair, and one complete sofa from the suite.
They explained to us that the funiture had been systematically destroyed over a two year period by the entity.
They described how they had witnessed a heavy oak base unit being repeatedly smashed into a wall until it splintered and was eventually destroyed.
These images show how the furniture had been splintered and pulled apart. No one present in the house, during our stay there, possessed the strength (or motive) to cause such damage.
This image shows the condition of the living room at the house. Wallpaper had been removed because it had been badly torn. There are no pictures to be seen or any wall ornamentations. The family did not feel safe using lightbulbs as they would explode after being put in.
We discussed with the family what had taken place there. One thing that struck us immediately was, they had absolutely no motivation to fabricate such a story; they were not gaining financially from it, they were living without the usual comforts that we take for granted. We asked them why they didn't simply move out, and the reply we recieved from the Grandfather was resolute: "I'm not moving, why should I - this is my house."
a simple enough reply, but it was said without any trace of reluctance or fear. The family had grown used to the activities in the house, almost to the point that it had become their domestic routine. They were adamant that they would not allow themselves to be controlled by fear. The family just got on with things in the best way they could.
We had been advised that there was no requirement for experiements.
If we wished to use cameras, that was okay as long as we understood the risks. Whatever it was that was inhabiting the home did not particularly approve of such things, or so it seemed.
Video cameras failed to work, memory cards were systematically wiped of data, digital cameras disappeared - and re-appeared - in the lavatory bowl.
Hard drives were destroyed, cctv cameras were torn from their mounts and we were told, quite simply "Record all you want, but your equipment will be ruined."
We decided it was prudent to leave the equipment in the car, just to be on the safe side.
The slight furnishings that were there were at a premium and were occupied quickly by the family. It was their home and being able to sit comfortably was their only luxury, and yet they still offered up their seats without hesitation. For the most part, we sat on the laminated floor and simply chatted about ordinary things.
It wasn't long before something occured.
Seated in the front area of the house, one of the team suddenly recoiled. Something had been thrown and it felt as though it had missed his face by millimetres. we all heard the sound of a stone clatter onto the laminate floor. It had been launched with a degree of force and it came from the direction of the empty hallway. The rest of the team, and the family, were seated in the rear part of the open-plan living area.
If someone from that group had thrown it, they possessed remarkable skills in throwing and controlling it's trajectory.
As with all paranormal or unexplained events, they have to be experienced to be believed. It is easy, and justified, to dismiss other peoples' stories as either fiction or, at the very least, presume the stories are apocryphal.
The events at the location, however, were experienced vividly by the three Ghostnspector members.
During the course of the first night, one of our members - Derek - complained light heartedly that his cigarette lighter had gone missing. This in itself is not unusual; it could have been misplaced or fallen down a gap in the scant furniture.
As time went on, and his attempts to relocate the lighter failed, Derek became increasingly frustrated and he demanded the lighter be returned.
Naturally, we made the obvious jokes regarding it being spirited away and we continued to joke about it.
Derek continued to demand the lighter be returned.
Sometime later, it did return to him. It re appeared with some degree of force and seemed to have been launched at his direction.
The initial report suggested it had "Come from the ceiling". However, this had not been witnessed so we could not affirm that this was the case.
It was explained to us that whatever was resident in the house with the family, it had a tendency to remove peoples belongings.
Previous investigations had witnessed cameras being found in the lavatory, personal belongings being removed, only to be found later in a damaged state.
And to anyone who had not experienced it, the conclusion would be obvious: someone in the house was obviously perpetrating a hoax. The young lad was obviously seeking attention, the grandad or grandma were obviously trying to gain publicity for their own gains.
None of those things could be further from the truth.
No one who lived in that house had any motive or desire to bring attention to their circumstances. They were experiencing these things on a daily basis and had been for some two years before.
The events in the house had, with some relief, quietened down, but they had themselves experienced some extreme and turbulent phenomenon.
The photograph pictured left shows an interior door that had been systematically destroyed by the entity.
Each individual pane of glass had exploded, one after the other, in a relentless display of, as it was suggested, frustration or anger.
This event took place over a matter of minutes and happened suddenly. Our conversations with the family revealed that whatever was there with them, was prone to sudden and immediate bouts of anger. This manifested itself in furniture being repeatedly smashed against the wall, tables being upturned, dining chairs being thrown at them, windows being smashed. Those events would have been terrifying to anyone, but to listen to the family, and to hear their own accounts, the most terrifying aspect of it was that they had become accustomed to those events and they accepted them as part of their lives.
