My Haunted Experience

At the

Historic McDonald Airbnb:

     It was a hot summer day in July at noon as I drove up the long driveway to the Historic McDonald House in Attica, Indiana. The house was an amazing sight to take in as I placed my Honda Pilot in park under a long weeping willow tree.

          “Wow…,” I said under my breath as I turned to see Barry and Melvin sitting behind the huge home around a large fire pit in the ground.

          Hopping out of my car, I walked towards my two friends whom I had never seen in person before. This was our official first meeting. Barry and I had literally met via the air waves, as co-hosts on several radio-shows. Over the last few months we spoke endlessly via text message and phone calls. We surely had a lot in common. It was great to finally see my ghost hunting-buddy in person!

          I took in the large and beautiful, three story old- home, after introductions and hugging the two men, “Looking at this house makes you feel as if you are living in the1800’s,” I said as the three of us turned to gaze up at it. “This house must have seen some serious history.”  Barry nodded, and then replied, “You’ve got that right!”

          Barry and Melvin took me inside the house and let me choose my room. I was very selective! I went into each room and felt them all out and ended up in a gorgeous big room with a large fireplace, and queen bed that had red-satin bedding. I loved it. Slept like a baby!

          Afterwards, Barry and Melvin took me upstairs to the third floor, were the slaves used to reside, and introduced me to some of the spirits of McDonald House. The room they took me to was on the right, was quite large, and thought to be the most haunted room. In fact, Barry and Melvin had an interesting experience involving the bed shaking during their last visit and investigation inside the home.

          The guys believed this room had children spirits in it that used to be slaves on the property in the 1800’s. They heard that the children died of cholera which came from the Well on the property. We later found out that the whole town had suffered from cholera and most of the population had died.

          I sat down in the middle of the room, on the original-wooden floor, and spread out some children’s books I had brought with me. Soon I opened a book on the floor and began reading it aloud to the children and trying to communicate with them. I felt two little children right away standing behind me while I read. I could feel a little girl and boy (possibly twins), both were around the age of 6 years old. Soon the kids began lighting up Barry’s EMF equipment and my handheld reader. I looked at Barry and he nodded for me to keep going. I picked up the book and began reading it even louder and with more enthusiasm. Soon, Melvin began to feel dizzy, and after a few minutes he decided to go downstairs to his room and lay down while Barry and I continued.

          Barry, who sat on the bed, began interacting with the children and asking them questions about the water on the property and they both lit up our EMF again. But then something interesting happened, Barry said the bed began to vibrate and he informed me that this was the very thing that had happened to him during their last visit, with Melvin. The bed vibrated for about 2 minutes according to Barry and after that the activity in the room died and the house fell silent.

          Barry and I took our things and went downstairs for lunch and set our equipment in the middle of a long dining table near the kitchen. We ate and talked and soon Melvin came to join us. That is when I noticed something. You could hear people speaking from the other room. However, we were the only ones in the house.

          Barry turned on his hearing device and placed it over my ears and as he did we heard a female say something but we couldn’t make out what she had said.  Barry said, “Oh, I missed it!” And then I heard a female say in the headphones, “Yes, you did!” and she laughed. It sounded like it had come from behind Barry, who was sitting near the old slave pantry. The pantry was where the slaves would cook and care for the household. We looked at each other and you could tell they had both heard a woman speak again. I told them that I had just heard it too but couldn’t make it out. We all looked at each other in amazement, and then laughed. Just then, we heard the female voice again. “Yep!” she said. It was amazing. Then I heard a few people speaking from outside the room. It sounded like it was coming from the sitting room area. Barry called out, “Hello!” Is anyone out there?”

          Then we heard the same female reply back to Barry, “Yes, there is!” She informed us. Melvin, Barry and I looked at each other completely perplexed when I suddenly saw a bright-orb fly by the large picture hanging on the wall in front of the table we were sitting. It was so bright and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

          Melvin got up to check that the bright-orb had not been a car driving by. Sure enough it had not been, and couldn’t have been, because there was a house next to us blocking light. This house was surely adding up to be quite interesting!

          Later on Dave Spinks arrived and a lot of action began! Barry, Melvin and I took Dave, who is a paranormal documentary movie maker, up to the third floor, where Barry wanted him to have his room. “Maybe you will get some action tonight from the ghosts!” Barry joked as he sat on the bed and Dave began to take out all of his ghost hunting equipment. He had a lot! He pulled out a REM-Pod and placed it on the floor by my feet as I sat in chair behind it, and then Barry turned on his headphones and EMF-reader. Then Dave took out a big Ghost Box he said he had built just for him. He turned it on and began talking to the spirits in the room. Barry started to tell Dave what we had gotten in the room adjacent to Dave’s earlier that day when the REM-Pod lit up.

          Soon, it was like a little spirit was jumping around the room to all the devices lighting them up. It must have been one of the children from the other room. Barry’s EMF would light up and then the REM-Pod and this would happen over and over again. In addition, a female and male voice began speaking to Dave through his Ghost Box.  

Take a look at this video of that night! It was an eventful evening to say the least!  

 https://youtu.be/4pFCsXNr898 

        The next afternoon as I walked to the bathroom downstairs I noticed that it had an automatic overhead light that was supposed to turn on if a person entered. However, it would turn on at different times but only when I was walking toward it. Never the men!

          Once it lit up when I was in the middle of the hallway, before the door, and the light turned on. Another time, I was in the bathroom and it wouldn’t turn on. But when I closed the door, it did! I could tell there was an entity in the bathroom that was messing with me! Whenever I was inside the small room I felt an older male spirit toward the end of the bathroom near the toilet area. I found out later that the man who used to own and live in the house was named Robert.  He had been killed while sitting on the toilet in the bathroom. All they knew was that he was shot, and they believed it was related to the mob.

          Later that night, I dreaded going into the bathroom because I felt that something would happen but my bladder is the size of a pea so I knew I couldn’t hold it any longer. While walking towards the bathroom the light popped on when I was in the middle of the hall which caused me to stop in my tracks. After a minute, I cautiously walked in and closed the door behind me. I could feel someone in the room with me. The room felt silent and strange. After using the toilet I heard, a man whisper in my left ear, “Hi there, Honey,” and a laugh soon followed.

          I walked back into the sitting area where all guys sat and told them what had happened. Barry remarked, he was taking bets on how long I could hold it the next time, and we all laughed. I bent over to pick up the headphones to Barry’s listening device and placed them on my head but as soon as I did I heard a long and drawn out, “Robert….” whispered into my right ear and jumped in shock. Barry, Melvin and Dave all looked at me wondering what was wrong. As I explained what I had heard in my ear, Barry’s EMF went off. We all looked at the EMF device but soon were distracted by a male voice coming through Dave’s Ghost Box, it sounded like a laugh. We all glanced at each other and then heard, “Robert” come out of the box. Barry asked the man speaking to us, “Who killed you?” The man replied back instantly, “Robert!” The man interacting with us had to be a Robert, but the only problem was which Robert? This is where it gets REALLY interesting!

          The man killed in the bathroom was named Robert who was a Sir.  When he died his son, Robert Jr. inherited the home. So which Robert was talking to us because now they both were deceased? 

          Later we asked the owner of the home, Katy about this and she said there was no record of young Robert Jr. killing him, in fact he was quite respected in the town and they never had found his killer. However later, Katy called me informing me that a psychic had just been to the house and told her that Robert Jr. had been the one who had killed his father. This would confirm the reason I heard the male voice in my ear say, “Robert” because his son, also named Robert, had killed him. I think I was too new at using my abilities back then to see it.

          However, that very night I spoke to Katy I had a dream that Robert Sir. was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom I was always in on the bottom floor. Suddenly the bathroom door was kicked open and Robert Sir. saw his son, Robert Jr. The owner of the home looked afraid and confused and called out to his son saying, “What are you doing?” Just then young Robert Jr. shot him twice in the chest. Robert then fell from the toilet to the bathroom floor and his son, Robert Jr. turned and walked away, then left the house, leaving the scene of the murder. No one ever found out, until now!

          I believe I was seeing the murder of the home owner, Robert Sir. who was indeed killed by his son. After Katy spoke to me on the phone, I believe I was ready to see the truth so it came to me. A year ago when I was at the house, I don’t think I was ready to accept the fate of the former home owner, who now we know, was taken by his own son’s hand. Perhaps from writing this though, Robert Sir., the original owner, can rest in peace knowing the truth is finally out there.

          So go visit the McDonald house indeed! You don’t want to miss it! Whether you are a Historian, ghost hunter, or just a plan paranormal lover; you sure will get some action inside the historic house that sits oddly on a sloped forested hillside in Attica, IN. The spirits are dying to interact with you!

©Rosella C. Rowe

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