REAL GHOST STORIES

Pulled Down Hallway

I have thought about this for years. But particularly in the last 5 years.

When I was three my family moved to a small town in the Riverina area in NSW Australia.

The house we moved into was maybe built in 1910. We moved there in 1980. It was a creepy house. Everybody seemed to agree on this. The general perception in the family now is that the house was haunted.

In my younger days I believed in ghosts etc. Now I do not. But I find this difficult to grasp. Here is what happened on one occasion.

I used to wake up most nights terrified. There was a very long hallway to my parents' room from my room. I used to go to my parents' room to sleep in their bed because I was always afraid almost every night. At the end of the hallway and around a corner in the hall there was a piano room. This room had a very dark, haunted/negative feeling. Everybody in the family agreed that this room was scary.

This one night I woke up afraid. I was maybe two years old or three. I walked the hallway terrified. It was very long and dark. I got to my parents' room and felt as I was being pulled further down the hall (to the piano room). I can still feel it in the memory when I think of it now. I remember I grabbed the door frame of my parents' room and pulled my body into their room. At that moment it felt as if the pulling force let go.

I did not think much of it as a child and I don't think I even told my parents. It was not until becoming an adult that I realise how peculiar this was, and I wonder a lot if it was really a ghost or entity pulling me down the hall.

Other explanations I have come up with is that I was sleepy and wobbling while walking (hence pulling sensation being actual fatigue/sleepiness). That is the only "rational" explanation I have come up with.

However I am not convinced that is the truth. I remember it felt very real and I remember it terrified me at that moment. The idea of being pulled to that piano room frightened me beyond belief in that moment.

Incidentally I dream of the house maybe twice a month (now 37 years later). I feel very drawn to getting back to the house and just feeling what that hallway feels like now. I feel like this would be an important experience for some reason as an adult to confront that hallway.

However I do not want to bother the people who live there now. So that stops me from contacting them to ask permission.

Anyway I think about it a lot. As I said I don't believe in supernatural. But I am certainly confused about it.