As mentioned in Chapter One, the Ridgeway home was rented to my cousin and her husband after my parents moved out. They too would report strange disturbances in the home. While I did not encounter these events first-hand, they are worth repeating, and I feel that I can do it with enough accuracy. After all, we’ve been rehashing these events over and over throughout the years, so I do feel that I can recollected well enough to pass the details along.
There are actually two occurrences that I would like to cover here. The first involves voices in the wall. My cousin’s husband at that time was a congenial guy, one who liked to joke around, but was certainly not known as a prankster or jokester. Knowing his personality, I was surprised when he phoned my cousin one day while she and I were together, claiming to be hearing voices in the walls of the Ridgeway home. He claimed that the voices started off sounding like a conversation between two people, but later sounded like more.
He placed the phone directly to the wall so that we could listen in, and sure enough, we could hear the sound of many voices. The voices did not sound menacing, but instead lively and happy. In truth, it sounded as though a party was taking place within the walls, as crazy as that sounds! I would have sworn that I heard glasses clinking, as though there were a toast taking place. We did, of course, accuse her husband of playing a joke on us. It was the obvious thing to do, but he never did admit to playing a joke and held to his story throughout all the years to come.
The second story that I wish to add to these chronicles involves my cousin. At the time they lived in the home, she was frequently claiming to be feeling a presence. One day, she started telling me of how she was hearing whispering in her ear during the early morning hours while she was still asleep. At the time, she was not able to make out any of the words. She only knew that there was a voice very close to her ear and it was loud enough to cause her to wake up (quite scared, of course).
One day, she phone me, frantically recounting the most recent event. As was frequently happening, the whispering in her ear had taken place, but this time the voice was louder and more clear. “Wake up Mark!” She said the sentence was clearly heard and demanding. Obviously, she had no idea who Mark was and verbally announced that to the room. “Who is Mark?” Complete quiet. No response (although I’m not sure she was really hoping there would be one).
In the days that followed, the whispers would die down (no pun intended). It is often said that it takes quite a lot of energy for a ghost to show itself or to make itself known. If this is true, it could have taken a lot for the ghost to tell her to awaken Mark (or Marc?). My cousin and her husband did not live in the Ridgeway home much longer after that. Their reason for moving was not entirely the haunting, but it did factor into their decision to move to a new home within the same town.
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