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November 2002 Page 9
by Doreen D.
Some things happened to me as a child that were strange. We lived in a area called Point Douglas here in Winnipeg's North End. There are some old houses in this area that date back to the Louis Riel days (1885). A lot of things happened around that time. Even today some of the old houses are still there. We moved into a small house on Syndicate Street, right across from a scrap yard, which is still there today. The house wasn't much to look at; in fact, I found it very ugly. There was a a bathroom, but no bath tub, only a cold water tap, so we had to heat and cook on a large wood stove. The basement was not finished and no furnace, so for heat we had a little wood stove in the living room.
Between 8-9 years of age I began to hear and see strange things that no one else did. I shared a bedroom with my older brother, Pete, so on early Saturday and Sunday mornings I would hear footsteps of someone walking back and forth in the living room. When I got up to look who was walking around, I'd see no one. But as soon as I got back into bed, a few minutes later the walking would start again. So I got up again to check on everyone in the house, and found everyone still sleeping. This went on and on until I could not stand it any longer and yelled, "Stop it." And it finally did! To me the footsteps were that of a man not a woman. The sound of the steps were heavier.
On another occasion, our mother switched our beds around. I was up against the wall behind the door to our room. That night as I lay awake unable to sleep, a smoky grayish image of a face began to materialize - like a person peeking from behind a door checking on some one. As I stared, it looked like a woman, so I thought it was my mother coming to check on me and my brother. I spoke up and said, "Mom is that you?" Then suddenly the features on the face turned to a angry look. Whatever it was, it started to fade away. I didn't know what to think. I mustered up enough courage to go and ask my mom if she came to my room. She told me, "No I didn't." My father and smaller siblings were asleep too. I was confused and scared.
There was another night that I was scared to go to sleep with the light off. After pleading with my brother Pete to allow the light to remain on, I noticed the string to the light switch on the ceiling was still. But as I looked at it longer it would start to move and make a circular motion. Each second that went by the string would swing into larger circles. So I reached up and stilled the string, then carefully laid back down. The same thing would happen again, so I finally shut the light off not wanting to see it at all. At first it started as a whisper, someone called out my name... "Doreen." I looked thinking that it was my brother fooling around and trying to scare me. But when I called him and woke him up he said, "No I didn't say your name. Now will you go back to sleep and leave me alone."
Then I knew for sure that something wasn't normal. Again I heard the voice call me but a little louder this time. I looked up at my brother who by now was a sleep. I froze flat on my back and stayed that way until morning with the sheets over my face. "I tell you, I sure closed off my bladder for the whole night as well." Summer of 1966 my aunt Minnie and her daughter Barbara came in from Tulon Manitoba to visit us. They said they wouldn't be staying for long, as they were going some where else. I wanted to go with them but was told that I could not go. Out of no where my head started to pain me, and with each step or movement I made the pain worsened. Wasn't sure if I could make it to my bed and I felt sick all over. At the same time my aunt Minnie is scolding me for exciting myself, and that I should go and lay down for awhile. But each word she spoke cause such splitting pain I thought I would surly die. I finally past out, and after some time I woke up and went to the living room. My mother came over and asked me how I was feeling. I told her that I felt a little better but there was still a mild ache. Suddenly the pain returned, and a flash of white bright light came from my head. It shot up into the air ,even my mother seen it. What it looked like was that of a bright round orb or circle of white light. I pointed with my finger and yelled...Mom can you see it?" She said ...."Yes I can see it." It flew or floated out one of the window panes of the living room that was in front of us. I questioned whether or not my mother really saw what I did, so I asked her to point with her finger the exact glass pane the light went through. She pointed to the right one. We finally moved from that house, into a more up to date house in a area called East Kildonan. "Where I could finally sleep!
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