PRIVATE RESIDENCE -  It has been a theory, in the world of paranormal investigators, that
                          when a tragic event ends in death it leaves a
psychic stain. The
                          event records itself into the environment like recording a movie.
                          Most haunted houses have been attributed to this phenomena.

                          It is also believed that when a person dies from a tragic event,
                          ( murder, car crash , weather , etc.) , their
spirit does not know it
                          has died. These trapped souls are doomed to replay the event over
                          and over again.

                          A small war - time house on Mikel Ave. in Belleville , On. looks like
                          it should be on a postcard. The tiny house has a BIG problem. No
                          matter how many ways you try to get rid of
IT , IT reappears in the
                          same spot magically again and again ! !

                          In the mid 1970's a family lived in the house. Tragedy struck one day,
                          and the problem keeps happening in the present. Basements tend to
                          do strange things to people. It has been proven that a Basement will
                          evoke a fight or flight emotion in people. The basement floor in the
                          house on Mikel Ave. has a
STAIN.

                          This story was told to John by a family member who has actually
                          seen and touched the phenomena. Since this is a sensitive and
                          tragic story no names will be used.

                          " I remember the story like it was yesterday. It was coming to the
                           end of the 1975 school year. Some friends were walking home after
                           receiving their final report cards. One of the friends was always
                           a gloomy guy. He never was happy, But that day, he was crazed.

                           " My parents are going to kill me . . . my report card . . .What am I
                             going to do ? " he cried to himself. "Man, it won't be that bad . . .
                           will it? " said one of the group. " You don't know what kind of
                           pressure they put on me . . . . They DEMAND perfection . . . . You have
                           to be the best . . . .  Don't embarrass us by being stupid . . " shouted
                           the distraught boy. The friends continued on but he just stood there
                           in the middle of the street pacing back and forth. He was only 2
                           blocks from home.

                          "We better go back and see if he's  okay" said one of the girls.
                           As the group  walked back the boy took off running and screaming.
                           Two of the boys took off after him, with the rest not far behind.
                           At the house the boys found the front door wide open. They stood
                           on the lawn as the others showed up.

                           Sounds of yelling , breaking glass and furniture, and cursing were
                           coming from the basement. " Ask the neighbor to use their phone
                           and call the cops " someone gasped.  " Tell the police to hurry" . .
                           then a gunshot echoed through the house.

                           Twenty minutes later the house was swarming with police, coroners,
                           and an emergency medical team. The boy had committed suicide. He
                           had put a 12 gauge shotgun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. The
                           family moved out of the house 2 weeks later.

                           Over the years the house was more vacant than lived in. The house
                           has a secret in the basement. In the exact spot where the boy took
                           his life is a
BLOODSTAIN that won't disappear. People have tried
                           painting over it , bleaching, stripping, sandblasting and even
                           using a concrete patch but that stain keeps coming back.

                           I wanted to see for myself so we called the realtor and booked an
                           appointment to see the house on Mikel Avenue. I met with the agent
                           three days later and brought a friend to distract her. As the agent
                           was talking to my friend I headed for the basement.

                           I was sweating, my heart was going to explode. The basement felt like
                           it was 100 degrees. Slowly I made my way down the steps. The last
                           tenant still had things stored there. I made my way to the back wall.
                           On the floor in the corner was a huge dark puddle stain. I couldn't
                           believe it. I had to touch it. As I reached , the voice of the agent
                           startled me. I rejoined the others upstairs and left the house. I will
                           never forget what I SAW.

   

                          
                         
                        

                         
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