She took his breath away...

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This story actually happened in Belleville. On Pinnacle Street in Belleville as a matter of fact.

My Grandparents owned an older home, approximately 200 years old now. This home had an upstairs apartment in it. My parents had lived in the apartment when they were first married. I was on my own at 16 years old my Grandparents let me to live there alone.

There was always an uncomfortable feeling about the apartment, like someone watching you. It was eerie, and everyone who had been there had sensed it.

No one liked to be left alone there, especially me. I would frequently invite my friends to spend the night, just so I wouldn't have to be alone there. My best female friend was spending the night with me one winter evening. It was so cold that I had dragged my mattress out to the living room, which is the warmest room in the apartment. My friend Barb was >sleeping on the couch and I was sleeping on the mattress beside the couch.

I was sound asleep, flat on my back. I felt it before I saw it. Before opening my eyes I knew that someone was lying on top of me. For a split second, the moment before opening my eyes I thought, "Has my friend lost her marbles?"

Then after a few blinks I saw it. A woman, completely white from head to toe. I could see what looked like white hair floating around her.

I was overwhelmed with fear wanted to scream. I opened my mouth to draw in breath. I felt my lungs empty, like I had fallen on my back and the wind was forced out. I could not scream because she had sucked the breath from me.

Then the weight began to lift, first from my chest then mid-section. I began to gasp for air, starring wide-eyed at her face. Finally she completely raised herself off of me, and then she smiled. Then she was gone.

As soon as fear had my breath and my speech returned I screamed. My lady friend woke up from her place on the sofa and asked me what was wrong. I told her my story, blubbering as I spoke. Barb told me I was dreaming, and to forget about it.

Well, I tried to forget about it.

12 years later I'm in my late twenties and it still bothers me. I still can't sleep on my back.

One night about 2 years ago I was visiting my Mother. We had a few glasses of wine and I decided to tell her my story. I was at the part in my story where I first felt it on me. Then my Mother said, "Oh, she's the one that takes your breath away." At the beginning of this story I mentioned my parents had been tenants in the same apartment before me.

That moment was when I knew for sure that it really happened to me. As it turned out my mother had the same experience three times while living there.

Other scary things happened there too, if you want to hear about it.

Needless to say, we did and the author responded in kind...

I'm forwarding your message to my brother in Kingston. He has a few experiences himself he can tell you about. He didn't see the same female ghost that my Mother and I saw, but he saw another ghost that I didn't see.

We both experienced other scary happenings such as voices coming from the bathroom taps, the feeling of something staring down from the attic, someone sitting on the edge of my bed at night etc.

My brother and I both lived there with our parents until I was 11 and he was 15.

Later when my brother was 18 he lived there with his girlfriend briefly. I lived there alone from ages 16 -18. The female ghost was the only ghost I saw as an adult but as a child I saw 2 on a regular basis. One was a black dog. It would simply dash into our bedroom and it would either disappear into the closet or behind the toy box. The second was something resembling a harlequin. I never got a good look at it. That one was outside on the porch. It would run up to the screen door, look in and run away. It was only about 2 feet tall, at best.
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