Jesika Rhodes
Bio
I love the paranormal. I have seen a lot through the past 11 years, and have many true stories to tell. If you love the paranormal, relate, or just love a good ghost story, join me to enter parts of my life where the stories come alive.
Stories (14)
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Winchester: The Haunted Pencil
Continued from part one of my story, we were not alone in the house. We were physically alone yes, just my children, dog, and myself, but spiritually… no. This I did not know just yet. Little things would happen. The lights would flicker or shut off, or even, occasionally, just turn on at random. This could be explained through faulty or old wiring. It was a 70 year old home after all. Several of the things in it were the original construction. I will add that even after being looked at, repaired, or even replaced, the electrical activity did not seize. That beautiful 1940 O’Keef and Merrit gas stove would suddenly have the knob turned just enough to emit gas into the room. This was obvious through the bitter smell. Things would get moved, lost and show up in a different place, fall and break. Of course I had children but neither of them were tall enough to see onto kitchen counters. One couldn’t even crawl yet.
By Jesika Rhodes5 years ago in Horror
Winchester
The Winchester house. In the heart of gorgeous San Diego CA & everything I wanted in a house. It was 2010, my husband at the time was deployed in the Navy, and I was in search of a house for our family before he returned. I was falling short of luck. Everything was either taken, too small, too expensive, or just not what I wanted. There was this little yellow house built in 1940. I passed it up a couple of times honestly; when I had nothing left I thought why not just look at it. It was PERFECT! I called the owner and he said it was still available and everything just fell into place. I moved my two children, Great Dane and myself in a month later. It was a warm September afternoon. Lovely outside with the warm sun and cool beach breeze as we were oh so close to the ocean... but the house was warm inside. No air conditioning out there really, so we opened the windows and started unloading. The outside of the house was a mustard yellow with deep hunter green trim. Lush grass that seemed to always have beads of water in it, Cala lilies, succulents, and plants of every kind in the front and all down the side of my home. The inside of the house had a different design of tile in every room. The dining room looked like a giant chess board with black and white checkered tile. Some of the walls were chocolate brown like a freshly melted Hershey bar with seafoam ceilings, pumpkin orange with cream white forks my son, and maroon with cream white for my daughter. French doors that open to the green backyard with a play set for the children the massive garden, green grass everywhere, a large porch and a huge fence that had designs with colorful paint all around my yard. The kitchen was huge with large counter space, a wet bar, original tiled counter tops from 1940, painted with seafoam the custard yellow with its original 1940 O’Keege & Merrit stove. So much character in this little old house...
By Jesika Rhodes5 years ago in Horror
