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This happened to me between 2006 and 2010 and I've never spoken about it. In fact, I rarely think about it but I just remembered the episode again and realised it qualifies as a paranormal experience. So here I am.
Between the dates mentioned, I shared a house with a friend. One day, I was in my bedroom when I heard her coming up the stairs. I heard, very distinctly, not only the sound of her footsteps on the stairs, but also the rustle of the fabric of her jeans as one leg moved against the other with each step up, and the brushing of her bag against the wall. These were the sounds she always made as she came up the stairs.
The staircase was right next to my bedroom so the sounds were very clear and distinct. There was no doubt in my mind when I went out onto the landing to say "Hi" to her, that I would see her and we'd have a chat about our respective days.
You can imagine my shock to find that, when I opened the door, she wasn't there. No one was - the house was empty.
The weird thing about this is that I was so used to the sound of her walking up the stairs that I KNEW it was her. It wasn't a random ghost - it was my friend. My question, then, is how is it possible to be "haunted" by the presence of a still living person??
Between the dates mentioned, I shared a house with a friend. One day, I was in my bedroom when I heard her coming up the stairs. I heard, very distinctly, not only the sound of her footsteps on the stairs, but also the rustle of the fabric of her jeans as one leg moved against the other with each step up, and the brushing of her bag against the wall. These were the sounds she always made as she came up the stairs.
The staircase was right next to my bedroom so the sounds were very clear and distinct. There was no doubt in my mind when I went out onto the landing to say "Hi" to her, that I would see her and we'd have a chat about our respective days.
You can imagine my shock to find that, when I opened the door, she wasn't there. No one was - the house was empty.
The weird thing about this is that I was so used to the sound of her walking up the stairs that I KNEW it was her. It wasn't a random ghost - it was my friend. My question, then, is how is it possible to be "haunted" by the presence of a still living person??