Long story, made longer...BAW and I have been together for a loooonnnng time! Before we had our own home or our own business, I worked for another PI in Anaheim, CA. He had several homes, one near the office which was in a good area, a 4-bedroom ranch style with pool and jacuzzi, garage; there was an enclosed attached patio that served as my office, it overlooked the pool and deck. The house was situated in a neighborhood where we would sit in the living room at night and from the couch, we could watch the fireworks at Disneyland....prior to moving in, the house had been lived in by other coworkers, who, upon learning that we were going to rent the place, did everything they could to talk us out of it. Said that house was strange, made noises, one actually told me that the place was possessed; I figured that these persons were kinda weird and just wanted out of the lease...anyway, for $1200 per month, it was a steal.
The pool needed work; my boss, the homeowner, agreed to have the pool emptied, reblasted and a deep bleach. I was told that once you start putting water in the pool that you could not turn the water off until the pool was full or else it would leave a bleach line that could be visible from outside the water.
The work was nearly done, we were going to move in during the next weekend. It was a hot August and we were to take possession right after Labor Day. I was there putting water in the pool, day and night. Mind you that this was not regular pool, it was Olympic size. nearly 40' long by 20' wide, diving board, the whole thing...The pool did not have automatic jets; the pool was filled by hoses. By my estimating, the pool was nearly full but would not be done until nearly 2 in the morning. I told Char that I would stay the night at Anaheim by myself so I could turn the water off without overflowing.
I went to the home during the evening; without furniture, I equipped myself with a 9" color TV, a pillow and sleeping bag. This house did not have air conditioning all the windows were wide open. I plugged in the TV in the family room and watched into the night; every hour I would get up to check the water level; it was still 80 degrees at midnight according to the outside Temperature gauge.
I had been watching late night TV and I admit I dozing off; not quite asleep but near. (I'm getting chilled as I write this as I relive the event!) It was nearly 2 a.m. and I'm nodding off...suddenly, the sound of the TV goes down; I'm then covered with the coldest air I've ever felt in my life! I'm now wide awake just in time to look to my left and see the patio door swing open and then slam shut all within a split second! Just as quick, the cold air has diminished; its now stiffling hot in the house!
I run after what I suspect was "something" that I can't see; I reach the door and open it in time to see a direct line of water ripple across the top of the pool in a straight line toward the rear yard; footsteps on the water but from what???????
There was no wind, it was still very warm outside and the cold air inside the house could not be explained. I didn't really see any images or ghost-like white color but I could see a blur of something....
Scared shitless, I immediately turn to see that the TV sound is back up but louder than before. I called Char and told her that I was coming home; she asked if the pool was finished and I told her that it was but I NEVER mentioned the incident until later...here's what happened...
I kept this story to myself; hell, no one was going to believe me.. our master bedroom was in a part of the house that over looked the pool from opposite the patio; it had a bathroom with shower that was adjacent to the pool.
It was the first weekend that we had moved in, 3 days following the prior event. We were lying in bed, just talking (I swear!). I laid out the foundation; "do you think this house is haunted like they said?" She said that she had some weird feelings but nothing that she knew for sure. We hugged, laughed and giggled for a few moments. I then said something stupid like, "well, what ever is here hasn't shown itself!" THE FUCKEN TOILET FLUSHES BY ITSELF!!!
All we could do is look at each other and cover up with the blanket.....over the next several months, a lot of things happened; we reckoned with the fact that the place was occupied by "something" but so far, no one had been hurt, nothing was missing; we figured it might be a good spirit; my mom had passed away two years before, maybe it was her...(I love you MOM!)
A reason that we thought it was my mom was due to the fact that our now-16 year old, Daniel, was born on the day that my mother passed away; Char and I did not know each other then but we figured it was my mother (she had seen the two of us share our own separate heartaches with prior spouses, so it made sense that she would bring us together; at least that's what we told ourselves!!)
Since that first weekend, we heard footsteps throughout the house near the boys room; we had the laundry room door close and shut for no apparent reasons, and the trash cans were always turned around facing the wrong back wall...
Eight months later, we moved. Since that time, the entire family confesses to seeing "something moving here and there" but we don't feel threatened....Char and I have lost persons very near and dear to each of us and we have each other..its our faith that keeps us telling each other that its a very nice spirit, my mom, her dad, my aunts/uncles, her grandpa,,we don't know for sure but he, she, they visit us occassionally.