Topsy.
Our house is one of those solidly built Edwardian things that estate agents euphemistically call a “Link Villa”. It’s a terraced house in a block of about 10. I describe it thus so you can have some idea of the perfect ordinariness of my hovel. Nothing has ever happened there according to our neighbours who had lived there for about 50 years. Once again ordinary.

The first spooky incident occurred shortly after we moved in. The living room had a large glass door and we often saw shadows pass the door, obviously this was simply the shadows cast by passing cars’ headlights. We classified this as non-spooky. Wrong.

The next (and first of many) occurred when our boy reached the age of crawling around\toddling\playing on his own. We heard peals of delighted laughter and as any parent will tell you, beware the peals of laughter from an unattended child. My wife went into the hallway to check on spawn and he was sitting clapping in delight waiting as his ball rolled back towards him. He knocked it away and back it came again. No slope on the floor, no strong draughts. It just came back. He must have been about two years old as he was capable of speech and understanding questions. “Who are you playing with?” he was asked “Topsy” He replied. And she has been with us ever since. Sometimes helpful, sometimes mischievous (just like any child). But she loves our son and won’t let anything happen to him if she can help it. I’ll post more Topsy stories as I remember them. There are a few.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 3 Jul 2008, 12:25, 3 replies)

too spooky
well it is!
(pogo_it, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 13:09, closed)

@porkylips
Thats really odd, but kind of sweet *clicks*

Very much like my friends experience that I mentioned on page one.
( Boss Keloid Got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 13:09, closed)

Good story
My dead grandmother was called Topsy, but I doubt it's her!
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Thu 3 Jul 2008, 15:33, closed)