Player Ghost Stories: The Antique Bed

Today’s story is about a couple who converted their daughter’s old bedroom into an antique-themed guest room. To finish the room, they needed a bed. Fortunately, they found an old bed that was over 100 years old that was perfect for the room. Unfortunately, the bed brought an uninvited guest.

1. What is your name?

Doug and Joey

2. Are you in a Club? If so, which one?

Yes, we are in Fun Tikis

3. Who’s your favorite Solitaire TriPeaks character?

Poi

4. Okay… now tell us your story…

We live in a two-story house that we built. This was not an old haunted house that we bought. After our second child got married, we decided to turn her bedroom into an antique bedroom. We had some furniture that our grandparents left us and we wanted to use it in the spare bedroom. We had everything except a bed.

Several weeks later we went to an estate sale and purchased a bed that was over 100 years old. About two weeks after we put the bed in the bedroom I started hearing noises upstairs. I would hear walking and knocking. I would tell my husband and he would say the house is settling. We had a Pomeranian and he started standing at the bottom of the stairs and would bark. He refused to go upstairs. One afternoon I had plans to go with my Mom shopping and I called her to tell her I was going to take a bath. I was still on the phone to her as I climbed into the tub. She was telling me something and I decided to just relax for a few minutes as I listened to her. Our bedroom and bathroom are upstairs and the bathroom is facing the back of the house. All of a sudden something hit the wall so hard it made my head bounce off the back of the tub. My Mom heard it through the phone and ask me what that was? This began the unsettling feeling I had inside. I refused to go upstairs alone and I would only go if my husband was with me. For weeks I continued to hear footsteps and noises upstairs. One night while we were asleep I was woken by the sound of footsteps in our room. I woke my husband and for the first time he heard them too.

All of a sudden something grabbed me and started pulling me from the bed. Doug, my husband grabbed me and it finally stopped. This scared us so bad that we both went down stairs and slept on the couch and in the recliner. We did this for several months, we both refused to sleep upstairs. After several months the uneasiness and noises stopped so we decided to go back to our room. That night I was reading and Doug was watching TV. All of sudden something hit the wall behind our bed so hard it pushed us and the bed about 6 inches across the floor. Things fell off our walls and nightstands. We both went back downstairs and decided we had to find out what was going on.

That weekend my husband’s family had a reunion. We drove the 3 hours up to the mountains and decided to stay all weekend. Doug’s family are good, loving, mountain people. I love all of them dearly. I was sitting and talking to one of his Uncles who was around 90 years old. He was telling me some of the old family stories when out of nowhere he looked at me and said, you and Doug have a burden at home, tell me what it is. Doug and I had not told ANYONE what had been happening, not even our kids. So I began telling him what had been going on in the house. He sat there for a second and said, sounds like someone brought an angry ghost into your house. He said it came in attached to something.

On the way home I told Doug what his Uncle had said. We thought all the way home about what we might of brought into house and couldn’t think of anything. The next day the footsteps began again. I listened and realized that it was coming from my daughters room. I suddenly remembered the bed. I called the lady we bought the bed from and ask her if she could give us a little more history on the bed. The lady went to church with us and I knew that everything in the estate sale belonged to her parents. I have known her for years but never knew her parents. She said the bed was her parents honeymoon bed and they slept in it all their lives. Both her Mother and Father died in it. She her Mother was a gentle lady but her Father was very mean and hated everyone. That night when my husband got home we called our son and I made them remove the bed from the house and take it to our local dump. When Doug returned we both felt the calmness and fear lifted from the house. It was like we finally had our home back.

5. Would you say this experience changed your life? If so, how so?

Yes! I’m more aware of my surroundings, the known and unknown. If I have a gut feeling I always go with that feeling.

6. Would you want to have the experience again?

NO!

7. Is there anything else you’d like to add?

Always get the history behind anything you bring into your home.