H.R.P.R.G.
Voices Caliing
I have always loved beautiful old Victorian homes so when I was apartment hunting Olde Town was the first place I looked.I rented an apartment on the second floor of a house on South St.It was a 1 bedroom with large rooms and high ceilings and a working fireplace in the living room and bedroom.The house had at one time been a single family home and was remodeled into 4 apartments in the mid 1900's.Many times throughout my stay there I experienced something which I could not explain.It was the voice of an old woman calling my name. At first it always seemed to be coming from another room but as time went on the voice would seem to be in the same room.I did not only experience this when I was sleeping but also during the day when I was cleaning or watching television.I knew I was the only woman who lived in the house at the time but I did ask all the neighbors if they knew anyone by the same name as me as I have a fairly unusual name.None of them did. Also,at the time I had a golden labrador who refused to enter the kitchen of this apartment.We tried everything to get Ashley into the kitchen but she would rather starve than even to go in there for an enticing bowl of dog food.We had to serve her meals in the living room.We only lived there for 6 months but it wasn't because of the voice.She never seemed to make herself known in any other way and when she called my name I never would answer.
One side note,Every year in Olde Town they hold a Ghost Walk through the historic district and tell of ghostly tales related to certain homes.I found out after moving that this home had once been on this tour but never could find out the story behind it.
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