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Author: Robert Credeur
Location: Opelousas, Louisiana
Ture Story
This story is 100% factual. It is, however, rather long so you may need some time to read it. I hope you find it worth your time..
I moved in with my roommates and everything seemed all right for a few weeks. Then the lights began flashing on and off as soon as I walked into the house, and items started to disappear. Darrin came in from work one evening to find me sitting on the sofa watching television. He walked in, set his keys on the bar, and sat in the chair to ask me what I wanted to do for the evening. After some discussion we decided that we would rent movies and watch them at home. He picked up the keys so we could drive to the video store and realized that they were not his own. They were mine. After some time searching the house, we found his keys behind a picture in his bedroom, where neither he or I had gone by that point. I came home from work the next day to find my new roommates waiting to talk with me, and they both insisted that I would have to move out if the events didn't stop. They did not want a replay of the events in my house in their own. I fully understood.
I soon attended a lecture at the university I was attending on parapsychology, and spoke with the speaker about my problem. She seemed to think that I did not have a ghost, but a poltergeist. She said that my emotional stress and the changes I was going through caused me to emit waves of energy, animating the items in my home and projected voices in my mind to thin air. I had a hard time believing her, and sometimes still do. I have read up on it more and realize that all of the elements for poltergeist activity were present in my situation. I slowly began to take on some stress maintenance behavior. The lights stopped flashing soon afterward.
Many people have lived in the house since I have moved, and in some way or another I have asked each of them if they have experienced any unusual behavior. None of them have, including my sister who lives there with her husband today. I ask her about it every time I see her. I don't feel uncomfortable going in to the house, and it now represents happiness to me. It reminds me of the good times in my childhood. I feel surely that the incidents which happened were fed by my energy - either by myself directly or by some spirit running on energy it lost long ago.
I am now an adult who has accomplished many things. I am a registered nursing student, have recently married, and live in the wonderful city of Austin, Texas. I hold down a great job with a pharmaceutical company, and seem to make ends meet every month. My life is filled with many interests and loving people. My interest in the paranormal is stronger now than it has ever been, and I now seriously consider a retirement career in parapsychology. The subject can enrapture me as it always has. I still, however, stop and wonder anytime I hear a strange noise or am missing an item I just had in my hands if I am being plagued again. And I still look back in wonder at how I stayed as long as I did. But I know deep inside that "George" is gone and won't be back. Hopefully.
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