tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320415760622999806.post1441167012672631325..comments2023-09-27T22:08:48.375-05:00Comments on Southern Area Paranormal Society: Personal Observations of Cahill HouseStewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18379887834039746799noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320415760622999806.post-48999432061213017182013-09-04T11:27:34.769-05:002013-09-04T11:27:34.769-05:00I was born after the house burned. However, my mom...I was born after the house burned. However, my mom was friends with the owners (she grew up down the street from the home). While I was growing up she told me of several experiences that she had in that house. The candles spontaneously lighting in front of her while she was there was the most common. What I remember most vividly though is a time her and her boyfriend were in the house while it was empty. She was on the top floor sitting in a chair with her feet up on a stool. Her boyfriend had gone down to the first floor exploring. She was wearing one of the old bell dresses. The ones with the circle wires that made the dress stay out from her legs like a bell, it also made the dress hang down towards the floor while her feet were up on the stool. Her dress picked up from the floor and pulled over her head. It caused her and the chair she was sitting in to flip over backwards. She got up and ran down the stairs. When she got to the bottom of the stairwell and went through the door, she found her boyfriend laying on the floor unconsious. She woke him up and they left. He ended up having a concusion and told her that the last thing he rememberd was turning around and being hit in the head with a board. <br /><br />I grew up thinking the property hated me. Every time I played on the property I felt like I was being watched and I had an axe thrown at me and one of my friends. When I was a teenager me and a couple of friends pulled onto Highpoint Dr. The car turned off. The entire electrical system was not working. I figured that the battery was dead, so we got out of the car and started pushing it back towards Kahler so we could push it off. Before I could jump in the car to put it in gear and pop the clutch, the car turned itself on headlights and everything. That was 23-24 years ago. To this day I have not traveled on that Highpoint again nor do I plan on ever doing it again in my life.Rowan314https://www.blogger.com/profile/05717624550367361472noreply@blogger.com