cursive ghost lock

[darkoshi]

I've gone through a few more old family documents. A couple are written in an old German cursive script that was hard for me to decipher. But I was finally able to read them using the charts shown at the top of this page.

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There are so many weird noises in this room. I saw a cockroach a few days ago; it hid before I could catch it. I think it must be making some of the noises. Several times over the last months, every once in a while I hear a distinct chewing/crunching noise from inside the wall at the top of the doorway to the kitchen. It usually happens late at night. I've wondered if a squirrel could have gotten in between the walls. Or a mouse or rat. But maybe that is a cockroach too; it's weird how small things can make big noises sometimes.

Tonight, while watching Downton Abbey, I heard a noise to the right, looked over, and even saw the cup on top of the small cabinet move/shake! I picked up a flashlight (there are bunches of flashlights in this house) and carefully peeked behind the cabinet. Nothing there. I peeked into the cup. Nothing there.

If I believed in ghosts, I'd think there was a ghost in this room.

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Sherlock season 3 is being aired on our local PBS station on Sundays right after Downton Abbey. It starts at 10pm and is scheduled for 2 hours each episode. That would make me late for bed. I decided to watch the rerun instead, which starts an hour earlier on Thursday. Last Sunday I was tempted to stay up and watch part of it anyway, but had to nix that due to dealing with a malfunctioning washer.

I ended up watching it online on Tuesday and on TV on Thursday. For the TV broadcast, I turned on closed captions, to catch some of the dialogue I missed during my first viewing.

Today I was good again and turned off the TV before Sherlock came on. I'm still up late for other reasons, but I'll surely be in bed earlier than I would be otherwise.

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Oh gosh now a noise is coming from behind a different cabinet.

Comments

[marahmarie]

1) Mouse or rat, most likely. I hate that sound (and I know from what because I worked in a store maybe five years ago that was so infested with them they were chewing through the metal-mesh-reinforced sheet rock in between the walls - the place looked and smelled hideous; worst nine months I ever spent working anywhere).

2) We had a hutch caddy-cornered by itself in the dining room of my NY apartment that when I was about 25 - we'd lived there maybe 15 years by then, and it was a brand-new building when we moved in so we were its only tenants that whole time - that began rattling by itself a few times a week. Never figured out what that was about even after ruling out every normal possibility.

3) Within the same year the ghost showed up. Three times. I bumped into him once, my mom twice. Mom met him before I did, I think. We had the exact same description of him each time we compared notes (right down to the same medium-tall black top-hat). And he got us all three times in the same place - third step up from the bottom on the full flight of stairs connecting upstairs bedrooms to the bottom of the place.

What was weird was when he brushed by me on his way down he was dark, like muddy-dark, more like an aura/silhouette than a person, felt cold and sort of messed with the gravity around me in a bad way. Very not-nice aura but not harmful in any discernible way, either. Fortunately we got out of there just a few years later.

I'm also German and think it's neat you have those old documents. Things like that didn't stay in my family for some reason. Wish I had stuff like that to look over now that my family is gone.