At first curious, mysterious and puzzling, soon the events built up to the point where the couple had to leave...
In May 2003, a friend of ours offered for my wife and I to live in his house in Kingsford, New South Wales, Australia for 12 months. At the time I was building and collecting WWII models. Primarily the 1/6 scale models of German Soldiers. For the first 3 months, we never really noticed anything unusual, apart from the smell of strawberries. We did find it odd, since we didn't eat strawberries and didn't use strawberry fragrances etc.
However, looking back at those first three months, it WAS odd. When I would get up to go to work, I would find a mug with a spoonful of coffee and two sugars, gladwrapped, on the kitchen bench. I always thought it was Susan doing it so never mentioned it.
Another incident happened one night after we had been out. I placed my wallet and keys on the kitchen counter. Ten minutes later, my wallet was gone. Susan thought I was imagining the wallet being there and had suggested I left it at her mum’s place. After arguing for a while she called her mum and asked if it was there, it wasn’t. I searched couldn't find it. I went into the laundry and found my wallet on the floor with all my cards laid around the wallet like petals on a flower.
I called Susan in and asked why she’d think a joke like that was funny. She denied it and said it was me being an idiot. I told her "Fine, I'm going to bed!" and then I said "I don't want you preparing my coffee anymore before you go to bed!" This is where the fun begins...She said "I've never made your coffee before I went to bed!!!" I then explained to her what was happening in the morning when I woke. She told me how she found a mug with a teabag and 2 sugars gladwrapped... We got goosebumps and tried to explain the situation off, but we couldn't.
Days passed without incident. We didn’t find the mugs in the kitchen anymore.
All of a sudden, Susan screamed. I turned to find the German Solider and his dog about 4 meters from the table, standing upright, out of the box. We came to the conclusion that I had placed the box too close to the edge of the table, and that in fact I probably undid the packaging. I knew I didn't, but it was the only explanation. Hearing footsteps on the floorboards was something we couldn't explain so we erased it from the conversation.
The next night, we were laying in bed reading. All of a sudden the stereo in the lounge room turned itself on and loudly played German music. We sat there just listening and too scared to move. After the song finished, the tape stopped on its own. We heard the stereo's stop button click.
One evening I was home alone, painting a radio controlled German U-Boat. I placed it on the stand when all of a sudden the same piece of German music came on the stereo. I was kind of surreal. I actually liked that piece of music and to me it was like it the model was "approved of".
I told Susan what happened and she started blaming me, as it was happening with my WWII models and the music was German. She suggested that my interest was fuelling the happenings as whatever spirit that was there enjoyed my hobby too!
An Angered Spirit?
The next day I called a priest. I explained what had happened to us and that it was starting to unsettle us. While I was on the phone the German music came on and our bedroom door slammed! The priest suggested that it was probably not an evil spirit as we could smell strawberries and it was pleasant. He told us that if the smell was a foul odour then it was probably an evil entity. I told him what had just happened while speaking to him and he said that by calling him to have the spirit removed, we may have angered it. He said he could come and bless the house, but that wasn’t a sure thing of removing the spirit, especially if the spirit didn't want to leave.
We accepted that, we had 6 months to go before we moved out, so we decided to wait.
A week later, I was at work when Susan called to ask if I had come home and left our front door open. I told her no, and she said "Well, we've been broken into". I told her not to go in as they still may be there. Our neighbours had a dog that I had befriended. I told Susan to get the dog, put him in the house and shut the door behind him, which she did. She could hear growling, some barking but nothing more. I arrived at the same time as the Police. We walked in together to find nothing had been touched. The back glass door however was smashed, from the inside. My circular saw had been thrown through as it was sitting in the back yard.
The Police suggested that they heard Susan drive into the driveway and they had to get out quick. Susan would have heard glass shattering as it was a very quiet street. The police left and Susan and I started talking about what could have disturbed them. I suggested maybe whatever was in our house, wanted to protect it, and also protect us. And for whatever reason, was trying to connect to us through items associated with WWII.
It was still freaking us out though. Susan was refusing to stay in the house on her own. After a few more instances of German WWII music coming on, and Figures "Walking" on their own, even some of my WWII German tanks were "driving" on their own, we decided we had to leave. We packed up in a few days and we were out of there, 6 months earlier than had planned.
Susan doesn't allow me to collect the 1/6 Scale Soldiers anymore, and I'm limited to what models I'm allowed to build. We haven't had incidences here where we are now, but after my friend moved into the house, he had things happen to him and his wife. His little boy used to see a "sad man" at the front door but they could see nobody.
I was very sceptical in regards to the paranormal, but look at these stories and those of others with an open mind now.
Collected by Peet Banks 2013
Put together by Ashley Hall 2013