Currently we (HAPIA) are looking for stories from the public on places in Edmonton, the lesser known places and stories on possible hauntings and experiences. We are in the midst of writing a book of our investigations. We are collecting stories, history and following up with an investigation and our findings.
I just found your website and this forum and I must say I am intrigued. I live in downtown Edmonton, and I'm familiar with McKay School and Naked Cyber Cafe, so it was interesting to read your investigations. I have two stories for you, one from McKay school.
In August of 2006, my fiancé and I went to tour McKay school. We had walked through the whole school and didn't feel anything out of the ordinary until I started to head towards the basement (not knowing it's locked to the public). I stopped dead in my tracks, feeling like it was not a good place to go. It wasn't a feeling of evil or danger, just a feeling of being unwelcome and frowned upon. Anyways, when we were on the top floor of the school we read about "Peter" (my fiancé read the article first, then me, which is located at about the middle of the North wall), a man who had died during the renovations to the school, some 90 years ago, by falling from the roof. We were up there totally by ourselves, even the employees were on the floors below us and there were no other tourists. After reading about Peter, I grinned and looked at my fiancé saying "Peter" in a ghostly voice. Not two seconds later we both heard a noise come from the South-West corner of the room, like a quiet clap. Both of us turned around to look and saw nothing, so we started to walk towards the noise. It happened again, and started to occur at a faster pace. As we slowly passed the middle of the room the noise started to move around us and get closer. The last clap came from directly to my right and about 15 feet away, which would put it in the middle of several rows of chairs. We both turned and headed for the stairs to head down to the employees, not scared, but feeling a little unwelcome again. As we were leaving I told two of the employees who were near the door this story. Suffice to say, they both looked surprised and a little frightened.
My second story involves an apartment building in Clareview, Edmonton. It was the first apartment my then girlfriend (now fiancé) and I shared. Now, I have experienced paranormal phenomena my whole life, and it seems to run in my family. As a result, I believe that people can be born as naturally attractive to different sources of energy - and what gets attracted depends on the focus of the person's energy. In contrast, my fiancé is the typical type of person, a little skeptic but interested, and having never experienced something before. But after being with me for almost six years now she believes in paranormal activities, and this story (which is actually a series of events) is what convinced her.
We moved into the apartment on New Year's Eve, 2001, and moved out on October 30, 2002. For the first few months, nothing much happened. Living in an apartment building by a major traffic route, you write-off a lot of noises. As the year progressed, I had a lot of stressful events come my way, such as finding out my mother had breast cancer. So, my understanding is I attract energy, and as I became more stressed out the energy became more evident. It started while we were sitting on a large couch in our living room talking when the TV turned on and was nothing but static. Two things here: it came on by itself, and we had cable, so there was no reason it was all static. My fiancé thought I was pulling a prank on her but when she saw my face - I recognized instantly that my energy was very high and that these occurrences tend to happen when my energy is high - I was surprised and speechless. She became shaken and asked me again, which is when I pointed at the TV remote - on top of a shelving unit in such a location that it would be impossible for me to get to it, turn the TV on and put the remote back without her seeing me. To calm her down I started to explain my belief around the energy levels when the TV turned off. Over the course of thirty minutes, it turned on and off three times.
As time went on, the occurances started getting more physical. We washing dishes together in the kitchen when a large glass pitcher crashed at my feet, and shards cut my ankle. Now, considering vibration from traffic and daily life, looking at where the pitcher was, it would have had to move approximately seven inches before falling. Since we were doing dishes and putting them away, I would've noticed it teetering on the edge of the shelf and corrected it. So we don't chalk it up to vibration.
Another while later, after another dish washing session, we were sitting in our bedroom when we heard a crash from the kitchen. Running in to investigate, a pile of plates from the dish washing session that afternoon fell to the floor from the counter top. You count write that off as vibration because 1) it was a pile of plates (6 or 7 plates) so it's heavy, 2) the pile was put on the counter top less than an hour earlier - minor vibration could not make it move that far that fast 3) only the two of us occupied the apartment - no roommates or pets.
Since we've moved from that apartment occurrences have been rare. My gut feeling is that I have grown accustom to a new, higher level of energy (via stress), and that the apartment in this story was a strong focal point for energy.
> Currently we (HAPIA) are looking for stories from the public on places > in Edmonton, the > lesser known places and stories on possible hauntings and experiences. > We are in > the midst of writing a book of our investigations. We are collecting > stories, history and > following up with an investigation and our findings.
Thanks for posting on our board and sharing your experiences! The McKay school is definately somwhere we would like to investigate again, and there are many stories about 'peter', including on one tour we were hosting, someone might have recorded a hammering noise in the washroom upstairs, which used to be the infirmary - where peter died. He didn't die immediately from his fall - but died later in what is now the mens and ladies washrooms on the upper floor. We like hearing others experiences in McKay School.
Its quite interesting we are getting lots of requests for investigations in the clareview area of edmonton, the other hot spots right now seem to be downtown and of course old strathcona.
About energies, there have been studies on how a persons energies might affect the environment they are in (we are hoping to do a few experiments this year regarding this). We know someone who has had these things happen to her too . In fact she was sitting in her living room one night when she was very high strung and in her words 'not a happy camper' basically she was angry. A wine glass that was set in her desk where her computer is - flew out of the shelves and smashed at her feet. Not 15 minutes later - a glass ornament on her tree came flying at her. This could be explained, but we ruled out, as in your case, vibrations, etc. So it would be interesting to see what we come up with - if anything.
On Jan 18, 10:53 am, "Jonesy" <Jonesy.Boogie...@gmail.com> wrote:
> I just found your website and this forum and I must say I am intrigued. > I live in downtown Edmonton, and I'm familiar with McKay School and > Naked Cyber Cafe, so it was interesting to read your investigations. I > have two stories for you, one from McKay school.
> In August of 2006, my fiancé and I went to tour McKay school. We had > walked through the whole school and didn't feel anything out of the > ordinary until I started to head towards the basement (not knowing it's > locked to the public). I stopped dead in my tracks, feeling like it > was not a good place to go. It wasn't a feeling of evil or danger, > just a feeling of being unwelcome and frowned upon. Anyways, when we > were on the top floor of the school we read about "Peter" (my fiancé > read the article first, then me, which is located at about the middle > of the North wall), a man who had died during the renovations to the > school, some 90 years ago, by falling from the roof. We were up there > totally by ourselves, even the employees were on the floors below us > and there were no other tourists. After reading about Peter, I grinned > and looked at my fiancé saying "Peter" in a ghostly voice. Not two > seconds later we both heard a noise come from the South-West corner of > the room, like a quiet clap. Both of us turned around to look and saw > nothing, so we started to walk towards the noise. It happened again, > and started to occur at a faster pace. As we slowly passed the middle > of the room the noise started to move around us and get closer. The > last clap came from directly to my right and about 15 feet away, which > would put it in the middle of several rows of chairs. We both turned > and headed for the stairs to head down to the employees, not scared, > but feeling a little unwelcome again. As we were leaving I told two of > the employees who were near the door this story. Suffice to say, they > both looked surprised and a little frightened.
> My second story involves an apartment building in Clareview, Edmonton. > It was the first apartment my then girlfriend (now fiancé) and I > shared. Now, I have experienced paranormal phenomena my whole life, > and it seems to run in my family. As a result, I believe that people > can be born as naturally attractive to different sources of energy - > and what gets attracted depends on the focus of the person's energy. > In contrast, my fiancé is the typical type of person, a little skeptic > but interested, and having never experienced something before. But > after being with me for almost six years now she believes in paranormal > activities, and this story (which is actually a series of events) is > what convinced her.
> We moved into the apartment on New Year's Eve, 2001, and moved out on > October 30, 2002. For the first few months, nothing much happened. > Living in an apartment building by a major traffic route, you write-off > a lot of noises. As the year progressed, I had a lot of stressful > events come my way, such as finding out my mother had breast cancer. > So, my understanding is I attract energy, and as I became more stressed > out the energy became more evident. It started while we were sitting > on a large couch in our living room talking when the TV turned on and > was nothing but static. Two things here: it came on by itself, and we > had cable, so there was no reason it was all static. My fiancé > thought I was pulling a prank on her but when she saw my face - I > recognized instantly that my energy was very high and that these > occurrences tend to happen when my energy is high - I was surprised and > speechless. She became shaken and asked me again, which is when I > pointed at the TV remote - on top of a shelving unit in such a location > that it would be impossible for me to get to it, turn the TV on and put > the remote back without her seeing me. To calm her down I started to > explain my belief around the energy levels when the TV turned off. > Over the course of thirty minutes, it turned on and off three times.
> As time went on, the occurances started getting more physical. We > washing dishes together in the kitchen when a large glass pitcher > crashed at my feet, and shards cut my ankle. Now, considering > vibration from traffic and daily life, looking at where the pitcher > was, it would have had to move approximately seven inches before > falling. Since we were doing dishes and putting them away, I would've > noticed it teetering on the edge of the shelf and corrected it. So we > don't chalk it up to vibration.
> Another while later, after another dish washing session, we were > sitting in our bedroom when we heard a crash from the kitchen. Running > in to investigate, a pile of plates from the dish washing session that > afternoon fell to the floor from the counter top. You count write that > off as vibration because 1) it was a pile of plates (6 or 7 plates) so > it's heavy, 2) the pile was put on the counter top less than an hour > earlier - minor vibration could not make it move that far that fast 3) > only the two of us occupied the apartment - no roommates or pets.
> Since we've moved from that apartment occurrences have been rare. My > gut feeling is that I have grown accustom to a new, higher level of > energy (via stress), and that the apartment in this story was a strong > focal point for energy.
> > Currently we (HAPIA) are looking for stories from the public on places > > in Edmonton, the > > lesser known places and stories on possible hauntings and experiences. > > We are in > > the midst of writing a book of our investigations. We are collecting > > stories, history and > > following up with an investigation and our findings.
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