At around the age of 14 I became very interested in paganism and necromancy rituals. Somewhat of a witch I supposed. My bestfriend and I would sit in my creepy basement and play a lot with our ouija board and we had a whole little shrine set up. After a while we had no problem reaching entities on the board, there’s lots of stories about ouija. But the most memorable was when we got something on our board and it kept saying I’m in the corner; this was a dank little corner near our oil tank for the furnace. We wanted to know if it was real or not so we asked it to make something move, and the pentagram that we had hanging from the ceiling began spinning. That was pretty weird. And on another occassion I saw a man sprawled across my little brother’s bed staring at me into the hall, that made me scream. He had dark curly hear and blue jeans on, but he was gone as soon as I opened my mouth lol.

My friend lived in a duplex in Slemon Park which is an old renovated area that housed WW2 soldiers, similar to the neighborhoods around uptown Granville street. She heard lots of noises at night, footsteps, I couldn’t move my legs one night when I slept at her house, felt like my legs were pinned to the floor.

I’m sure no matter where you go in Prince Edward Island, you’re bound to find a ghost or an experience. You can feel it in the air when you arrive, it’s a strange place. lol

When I was still living with my parents three or four years ago, we were frequently disturbed by happenings in our old farmhouse in North Wiltshire. At first little things started happening, things would be moved out of place when you turned around, lights would go off, footsteps downstairs at night, and sometimes breathing. The worst of it happened when I switched bedrooms before I moved out. In that said bedroom, there was a hatch to the attack and on occasion i would wake up to it bouncing up and down. I ended up repainting the walls at some point, and I would come back to that room or wake up in the morning to find scratches in the paint. In the earlier hours of the morning I would wake up and hear clicking noises travelling back and forth downstairs sometimes breathing as well. On returning home from school one afternoon, the front door was openen, and all the lights were turned on in the home, take not that my step father is a farmer and leaves the house early in the morning, and comes home only late at night. We also live close to an hour from Charlottetown where my mom works, so she is gone early as well. Im usually the last to leave and first to arive everyday. On inspection of the house, there was nothing there. after letting the cat into the house he took one look at me and started to freak out. he ran continuously from one end of the house to the other, trying to hide or escape by jumping out windows ( which were closed ) I had never seen an animal so terrified in my life. Being terrified to really go anywhere I went into our family room and spent the afternoon talking on the phone. After my parents got home, they discontinued the story and we never spoke of it again, but at that night I looked over, and noticed my door way was opened a crack. I looked out into the hallway, and saw the outline of what i think was a little girl. ( it looked as if she was wearing a dress and had pigtails ) her eyes were slightly glowing. She wasn’t there for very long. one minute she was there and the next nothing. I had just written it of as exhaustion, but on other occasions late at night, I would wake up to see a mist like image in front of my face.

I’ve also done research on our community, and have visited two more houses with paranormal rumors. One house used to be a school house my best friend lived in. there have been a few more disturbing experiences. our first one, we were eating lunch and the four of us heard a bell ring. she has an outside door, and an inside door in her entry way… the outside door did not move, but the inside door clicked opening and began swinging open and shut. The floor didn’t creak or anything but this continued for about 3-5 minutes before it stood open unmoving. on another occasion, we were in the field behind her house and we saw a dark figure standing in the tall grass. we went to inspect but we found nothing there…

the last occasion we have footage of. we were filming a movie of mine for a school project and in one of the shots there were two lights hovering in the middle of the room, about 5 feet off the ground. It was a horror movie and we had all light off except for a candle that my friend was holding. we had to take 2 or 3 shots of that scene but the “orbs” were only there in the first shot.

the last my friends had experienced in the house on the hill up from my home. the story was that a teacher used to live in there, and had committed suicide there. They had gone to the house late at night, upon going up the drive way, the car engine died. three of my friends got out of the car except for one who was to scared. after walking about 10 feet from the car, the lights of the car flickered the windows went up, the doors locked and the trunk opened. one of them reported seeing a figure ” dancing in light ” in one of the downstairs windows of the house. my punched the car to the end of the drive way, got in and drove off. on further investigation of this house, another story is that the students lit the house of their teacher on fire, and she died inside. I have never personally visited this house, but driving by it, it is pretty earie.

hope this helps you! If you want I have more expierences Im willing to share! I’m very interested in this myself