A House in North London – Part 3 (Final)

If you haven’t already, you need to read part 1 & part 2 before reading this, or it will make no sense.

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Final part.

It wasn’t very long before our marriage finally ended.  There appeared to be no reason for this.  We didn’t argue and had no problems.  Money was plentiful. There was nothing obvious to cause it to happen.  It just slowly ended.  Jim moved out and I was left with the other two, who very quickly started to treat me like I was the lodger. Life could have been better.

One night I was home alone and I heard a bang, and then movement in the hallway.  Thinking that the others had come home I waited for them.  There were more bangs and noises, but they hadn’t come home.  Their car wasn’t outside!  Now I was scared.  Should I sit and wait for the intruder to find me or should I go out and meet him head on, and suffer any consequences?  I couldn’t bear the thought of waiting for the unknown, so I went out to meet whoever it was.  I switched the light on and peered over the Bannister rail – Nobody was there!  The hallway was silent.  Part of me was glad, but the other part was now a little scared at what could have made these noises.   I went back into the lounge and got on with what ever I was doing before I was interrupted.  Eventually they came home, and it was forgotten.

Things got progressively worse in our household.  My friend’s personality seemed to be changing.  She was no longer the warm and caring person I had known for so long.  She became bitter and spiteful.  Always arguing and snapping at everything I said or did.  Eventually it came to a head when, out of the blue one evening, she started an argument with me.  I was shocked. I was even more shocked when she screamed at me to get out of this house, and don’t come back! He tried to calm her down.  He looked embarrassed. It was obvious who’s home this was.  She was behaving like a demented person.  I couldn’t believe it, but I was not about to stay and fight it out. I left and made my way to the nearby phone box.  There was no telephone in the house, and mobiles were yet to be invented.

I couldn’t stay in the house with them any longer.  What had happened?  How could such good and long term friends turn so nasty and spiteful for no reason?  I couldn’t understand it.  I telephoned my brother, who promptly came to my rescue.  He took me to his home and we cancelled the agreement on the flat.  As it was officially an ‘empty’ house, no notice was needed, it was as easy as that.  We then went back to the house to get my clothes and personal belongings.

I went into the room where they were sitting on my sofa, watching my television and probably drinking my coffee in my mugs.  I took a certain amount of pleasure in saying  “You told me to get out, so that is exactly what I have done.  I no longer rent this flat, therefore you have until the end of the week to move out.”  The look on their faces showed that they hadn’t expected that!  I packed my personal belongings up and left.

When my brother and I went back to get my furniture, the house was pretty much like it had been when we moved in.  Only this time they were my friends clothes and rubbish all over the flat, where they had left in a hurry.  Nothing was cleaned up.  It had an uncanny similarity to how it looked when Jim and I first saw the house.

You can make your own minds up as to whether or not that house had an unpleasant entity occupying it.  I just gave you some of the facts, as they happened.  At the time I thought nothing of it.  It was only when I started to write this post that I felt the oppressive weight and saw, what I believe now, was a major influence causing havoc in our lives, and probably others before us.

Jim and I had moved into that house a newly married, happy couple with a lovely home.  In no more than a year our marriage was over, a good long term friendship was over and I was homeless.

I moved in with my brother and his family until I could find a new flat.  This time it had to be a furnished flat.  I had to sell my home quickly to a second hand dealer!  I seem to recall I got £10 for my furniture, I gave the smaller items away and, yes, I left some of the larger items behind in the house in North London, as did the previous occupants!

What was the history of that house?

All four of us still worked at the same company.  I didn’t see her again, but did bump into him now and again.  He always gave me a sort of ‘knowing’, slightly embarrassed smile.  The company eventually relocated and those staff who didn’t move with the company were scattered about London in various new jobs.   I heard, some time later, that their marriage had failed, he had become an alcoholic and lost his job and she had disappeared. Very sad.

Jim and I remained friends throughout and kept in contact with each other, through phone calls, for a number of years.  Sadly, due to home moves, we eventually lost touch.

  • Wow! For some reason, part 2 never showed up in my feed so I only just read it now. You really should look into the history of the house. It definitely sounds like something out of a horror movie and I’m so curious as to its past!

    • Google Reader failed again!

      The house was demolished as part of a redevelopment scheme and I forget the house number now 🙁 I think that the ground floor (fully furnished) being locked up may have been a pointer to something unusual going on in the past.

  • Jackie (Eric and Flynn)

    I missed part 2 also, but at least it meant I didn’t have to wait on tenterhooks for the final part! It definitely appears that the house was haunted or possessed by some evil entity. Have you tried googling the address to see if anything is on record about it? My curiosity is very aroused!!!

    • I think most people will have missed part 2. Google Reader didn’t update again.

      I can’t remember the house number. I did find the road on Google maps, but I think the house was finally pulled down for development.

    • I think most people will have missed part 2. Google Reader didn’t update again.
      I can’t remember the house number. I did find the road on Google maps, but I think the house was finally pulled down for development.

  • Ron

    Babs, the way you brilliantly wrote this story (especially this third part) gave me CHILLS!

    Yes, I do think there was some sort of unpleasant ‘entity’ occupying it, without a doubt. In fact even from reading part 1, I could sense that. I mean, look at how much havoc it caused in all your lives. I do believe that there are such things as ghost, spirits, entities that can influence our lives (both positively and negatively).

    Again, you shared this series of posts brilliantly. Thank you.

    I could so see this being a book or even a movie!

    Have a great week, my friend!

    X to you and Mo!

    • You know, it really gave me the chills when I wrote it. It’s funny, but when you look back, you can see so much more than when you’re actually living it.

  • I, like Nicky, missed the 2nd part feed so I had to go back and get caught up. WOW!!! That is so interesting. I am so curious about the house. Does it still stand or was it demolished at some point?
    I believe that most houses have some type of “positive” or “negative” vibe about them. I am open to the idea of haunted but I think the history of a house does carry into the future even if there aren’t entities per se. I did a post awhile ago about my legal obligations as a Realtor regarding disclosing things like murders in a house. I asked people if they would buy a house with a tragic past and it was a mixed response. I personally would NOT.
    That is very odd how your relatioships all changed so dramatically within that house. Weird, for sure.

    • Google Reader messed up again and didn’t update.

      I agree with what you say. I think we all leave some of our energy behind as we travel through life – especially in houses we live in.
      Although I felt eyes watching me when I was on the ground floor, who knows what could cause that feeling. I certainly felt vulnerable and a little scared.
      The house was demolished for redevelopment, which was probably just as well. I have always been careful to get the ‘feel’ of a house before buying it, but when you are young and flat hopping, you don’t think about such things.

    • Google Reader messed up again and didn’t update.

      I agree with what you say. I think we all leave some of our energy behind as we travel through life – especially in houses we live in. Although I felt eyes watching me when I was on the ground floor, who knows what could cause that feeling. I certainly felt vulnerable and a little scared. The house was demolished for redevelopment, which was probably just as well. I have always been careful to get the ‘feel’ of a house before buying it, but when you are young and flat hopping, you don’t think about such things.

  • Comedy Plus

    Something had to be wrong with that house. Had to be. I would have been scared out of my mind had I heard all that banging and then when you investigate there’s nothing there. I also believe that there are good forces and evil ones. Something evil about that house.

    Have a terrific day Babs. Big hug. 🙂

    • There was definitely something evil hanging around that lower floor. I’ll never know what or why now. I’m just glad that I eventually got out 🙂

  • Babs, this is so marvelous! I could feel the zinging in my blood when you described the noises when you were home alone. What a disaster house that was. Maybe you even escaped fairly easy. There was something there the caused destruction. Maybe that’s a flight of fancy, but it is a flight I would have been on. This scared me! I loved every word of it!

    • There was most definitely a destructive force, of some sort, in that house and I think the tenants that went before me experienced something too!

  • Wow! I just read Part 2 (had missed it) and now Part 3. This could have been a chapter ripped from a Stephen King novel. What a horrible price you paid for living in that house. I would love to know the history of the house and what lurked on the first floor.

    I loved your description of the windows appearing like two dark eyes and the lovely plants hidden beneath the overgrowth. What a story!

    • The more I think about that house, the sadder I think it is. It was probably a very happy house once. I dread to think what could have happened to change that. I did pay a high price, but all experiences in our lives make us who we are. I learned how to start again.

      • I believe that “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”

  • Eerie! Sounds like a lot of negative energy, bad vibes or an angry presence in the house – whatever you’d like to call it. I wonder who the previous owners were and what happened to them. So many mysteries. I love these stories, but am sad for you for the ways things turned out with your marriage and friendships.

    It was best that the house was demolished, although that leaves me to wonder if the force or spirit was destroyed or did it move on to a new location?

    • I think it was best that the house was pulled down too. It would be nice to think that it was the last of whatever it was, but if it were a movie it wouldn’t be.

  • Valerie

    Hi Babs, I came, on Ron’s recommendation, to read your story. Ooooh what a chilling read. I wonder if demolition really can demolish ghosts. I think it can, I think they’re attached to property… of course, I could be wrong.

    • Hi Valerie. I found where the house stood, on Google maps and the area in unrecognisable since I lived there. I imagine that would have truly disturbed whatever was hanging around that house.

  • Ivanhoe

    I keep wondering if there were ghosts trying to get rid of you. Or just lots of bad luck. That makes it even more mysterious 🙂
    Hugs from Ohio,
    I.

    • I think it was far more than bad luck. That house felt bad. Thankfully it was pulled down years ago 🙂

  • Barb

    I got chills reading this… it’s like the house was possessed…. it was reminiscent of the series “American Horror Story” that was on TV this past fall.

    • I really do think it was possessed by something nasty. You could feel it on the lower floor. Thankfully, it stayed down there, even though it did effect us.

  • Yeah, before you even mentioned it, I was thinking the same thing, about the house being possesses. Or some crazy thing. I would keep an eye out for it to appear on any of the Ghost Hunter type shows. I would love to know what has happed to the house since then, if anyone else has tried to live in it, etc. Wow, what a creepy scary awesome story, Babs. I’m sorry it wreaked havoc on your relationships, though.

    • The house (and several others) was pulled down and luxury flats were built in the area. It’s unrecognisable there now. When I looked on Google maps, I had to use the underground station as a guide to exactly where I lived. I expect whatever it was went scurrying away in a cloud of builder’s dust (hopefully).
      That was probably my first really bad experience in life. Others followed, but as our pastor always said, “It’s character building”. I must have a huge character by now 🙂

  • What a great story, albeit sad. It’s mysterious how history repeats itself and how we sometimes become the mystery we’re trying to unravel. Or something like that.
    Strange how spaces can change our perceptions, feelings and moods.

    • It is strange, although my latest theory is that it’s energy that fills the spaces. I think we all leave energy behind wherever we go in life. Some energy feels really bad and probably can effect some of us, more than others. Just my thoughts on it, though maybe it really is ghosts 🙂

  • Oh my word, sounds like Jim and that lady roommate became possessed by evil spirits from that scary ass house!

    Seriously, Babs. This story was AWESOME. Terrifying, but awesome!

    • Something definitely happened to both of them, though thankfully, Jim didn’t ever get nasty. He just drifted away, unnaturally fast.

  • Jay of The Depp Effect

    I do think that somehow, some places get … I dunno, in some way altered by events. Some places do seem to acquire an ‘atmosphere’, whether it is a good one or a negative one. Maybe sensitive people can be affected by this and it can change their behaviour. Or maybe the bottom line is that you never really liked the house and that affected your thoughts. Who knows? Made a great story, anyway!

    • Strangely enough I liked the upstairs. It was large and bright. It was just that ground level that had a really bad feel. I didn’t think on any of it at the time I lived there. It was only on looking back that I actually started to think about the series of events that took place
      My thoughts are that the atmosphere is caused by energy that we leave behind as we go through life and, as you say, some people can be effected more than others by it, but what do I know really?

  • We just got cable and my kids have been caught watching shows like this LOL!

    • It would have been entertaining if it had been a show, but living it… not so much fun towards the end 😉

  • Liudmila

    Sometimes, there is not need of “paranormal” forces -for young persons is enough to live together to break any other relations. When we are young, we do not know that it’s necessary coexist and tolerate, respect one other etc. It happens so often when university students begin to live together…