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PRIVATE RESIDENCE -  Boswell Street in Belleville, On has a house that holds a vortex. A
                         
VORTEX is defined as an area of high energy concentration, that
                          originates from a magnetic, spiritual , or unknown source.                                                                               

                                                  A vortex is a gateway or portal to other realms both dimensional &                                                                             
                          spiritual.Vortexes typically are formed by high concentrations of
                          metaphysical energies. This strong environment can defy gravity, bend
                          light, scare animals, twist plant life into contorted shapes, and cause
                          humans to feel strange.

                          The house was originally built in 1929. It was a very small bungalow
                          with a finished loft. The family that resided there from 1990 - 2001, has
                          a number of stories. They range from rapping noises, to seeing full
                          apparitions. These events in the early years were few. When the owner
                          decided to renovate in 1995 , the activity increased to frightening
                          proportions.

                          During the renovation of the bathroom, an old wall was torn down and
                          a 50 year old secret was found. Jewelry, documents, a will, and a letter
                          were buried. The letter was a suicide letter written by a lady named
                          Jane. The owner asked the veterans of the neighborhood about Jane.
                          An elderly resident who lived on the street for 80 years told him
                          that Jane had hung herself in the upstairs attic.

                          John moved into the house with the owners step - daughter in late
                          1999. He was a family friend and had heard the stories before. This
                          is an entry taken from John's journal.

                          May 12, 1999 - John's journal.

                          " Last night I was wakened by the sounds of scratching, and creaking
                          in the far corner of my room. It has been getting a lot louder the last
                          few nights. I got out of bed and walked over in the dark. The sounds
                          stopped when I was only a few feet away from the corner. I looked
                          downstairs and saw the dog sitting on the bottom landing. I called him
                          but as usual he won't come up. I went back to bed. I was startled again
                          when I heard footsteps coming up my stairs. "Is that you" I called to
                          my roommate. The footsteps stopped . . .  no answer. I got out of bed and
                          I heard a bang in the corner again.

                          As I stared in the darkness , I swear I saw something move. " I can see
                          you" I whispered. A shadow walked past the window and The room got
                          cold. "Who are you" I said gripping my flashlight. Still no answer. The
                          dog started barking and It made me jump. "Jane is that you?" . . . . . .
                          the sounds from the dark started to get louder. The dog was freaking,
                          and the shadow was coming closer. I waited in the dark clutching the
                          flashlight . . . . what is it? The hairs on my neck started to prickle,
                          and my stomach was spinning. This always happens to me when a spirit
                          is close.

                          " I mean you no harm . . . . What do you want?" . I started to shiver and
                          my head started to cloud. " This is not your house . . . You have to go"
                          the darkness crept closer to the end of my bed. " GET OUT ! ! " . . .
                          my roommate was yelling at the dog. The shadow seemed to vanish into
                          the wall as a light downstairs broke the darkness of my room.

                          I have to admit that it was one of the most exciting nights so far. I
                          hope to have more
visitors in the future. Things will never be dull
                          and I'll never be alone."

                          Before moving , John took time to bless the house. He also asked the
                          spirit to move on. In 2001 John visited with the new owner. They still
                          report the odd noise but nothing like it used to be. They are not
                          planning to renovate any time soon.