It started as a perfectly ordinary Thursday afternoon in July.
You know the kind. We are limping towards the end of the school year, everyone is tired, the routines are falling apart, and our house is still recovering from the chaos of our recent kitchen renovation. So naturally, with everything upside down already, I decided this was the perfect moment to bring home more stuff!
Because why not?
A Strange Afternoon at Spooky HQ
I spotted a local house clearance advertised just around the corner from where we live. The family were clearing the home of a deceased elderly relative and were offering various household items, ornaments and bric-a-brac to save them from landfill. As someone who loves antiques, vintage treasures and objects with a story, I couldn’t resist.
I came home with two beautiful porcelain dolls (possibly haunted, of course!), a collection of vintage harlequin clown dolls, and two boxes full of stationery and mystery items from the homeowner’s old office desk. More on those boxes later, because we did discover some fascinating little treasures hidden inside.
But the real excitement happened when we introduced our new arrivals to the house…
My daughters immediately fell in love with the dolls and clowns. They helped me sort through everything, and later that afternoon we all found ourselves relaxing in the living room.
I was standing near the table, doing the usual mum thing where you move between ten different jobs at once but somehow never actually finish any of them. My daughters were sitting on the sofa, happily playing a game on their devices.
Then suddenly…
BANG!
Something hit our wall-mounted TV with force.
Whatever it was bounced off the screen, landed on the floor nearby, bounced again, and rolled underneath the footstool beside the sofa.
All three of us froze.
At almost exactly the same moment, the little light necklace worn by one of our first haunted dolls, Elizabeth, switched itself on.
Now, if you’ve followed our Haunted Doll Investigations, you may already know about these lights. We use small “ghost lights” with our dolls to encourage communication. They need to be physically twisted to switch them on, so they are a simple way for us to ask for interaction.
Elizabeth has actually been very active recently. Over the past couple of weeks, her light has been switching itself on and off repeatedly.
But this time was different.
The object that had just hit the TV was the cover from Elizabeth’s light.
The cover had somehow come off the necklace, travelled across the room, hit the TV, bounced onto the floor and rolled away.
We immediately tried to find a logical explanation.
Could it have fallen off?
No. The light cover doesn’t just slip away. You need to pull it firmly to remove it.
Could it have popped loose?
Again, that didn’t explain the direction or the force. Elizabeth sits on a cabinet beside the TV. The cover didn’t drop down beside her, it moved sideways and struck the screen.
My elder daughter even tried to recreate it. To get the same movement, she had to physically throw the cover.
Something had sent it flying.
Obviously, we had to investigate!
Out came our equipment, and we started asking questions. Was Elizabeth responsible? Was one of our new dolls making themselves known? Or had another energy in the house decided to say hello?
We didn’t receive a clear answer, but we did have another interesting moment.
My daughter had made a new ghost light necklace for one of the dolls we had brought home from the house clearance. She explained how to use it and invited communication.
Then the light switched on.
She wasn’t touching it.
At almost the same time, our Spirit Talker app gave us the name:
“Isabella.”
Was this connected to our new doll? Was it a coincidence? We don’t know yet.
That’s the fascinating thing about paranormal investigating. Sometimes you don’t get neat answers. Sometimes you are left with more questions than you started with.
What we do know is that three of us witnessed the light cover fly across the room. We examined it, tested it and tried to debunk it. We looked for the normal explanations first.
And we still can’t explain what happened.
Was Elizabeth making herself known? Was one of our new rescued dolls introducing herself? Or did we bring home something else entirely from that house clearance?
For now, the investigation continues…
Welcome to life at Spooky HQ. Even an ordinary Thursday afternoon can become a ghost story. 👻
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