If you’re in search of ghouls and spooks this Halloween you may want to bypass Toronto’s reputedly haunted Mackenzie House. You would have a ghost of a chance finding a believer among those who work there.
I presented in Part I a personal ghost story of growing up in a haunted house. This second and final installment will examine the “forces” at work in the haunting experiences that were recounted in that essay.
I grew up in a haunted house.
Well, like most good ghost stories, this is an exaggeration. I didn’t actually live full-time in the house. The house was the residence of my maternal grandparents. I was just there nearly every weekend…and on holidays…and over the summer.
As far as I can determine, Darnley Mill really is haunted by something just beyond the range of human senses. (more…)