Note:

Like any other ghost hunter team, we like to go into a haunted location doing the normal things you would see on a ghost hunting program. However, because we often see things with our own eyes on the first few investigations I’ll talk about why we didn’t use a video camera. However, we did record audio of everything, and I’ll let you in on some of the clearer EVPS that we get on audio tape.

Background:

This first house was brought to my attention by my real estate agent friend. When I was looking for a house in central Utah, my real estate agent took us everywhere. And I mean everywhere looking for a house that was acceptable to me, and a garage that was acceptable to my husband.

That being said, most of the houses down this way were built in the late 1800’s or early 1900’s. Not many of them are what you would expect nowadays. The houses are small, not that I mind small, but steep stairs and lacking in bedrooms is the norm. Also, not many have garages at all, let alone one big enough for the hubby.

Being sensitive, some of those places definitely had other inhabitants. Not that I care if I share my home with others, as that has been the case for many years, but there was something about this area that was off. As we were looking at one house, I was teasing my real estate agent about showing us only haunted houses. She jokingly got a little squeamish.

The very next house was built in 1901. As we walked up the steep staircase, there was the typical little cubbyhole door at the top of the stairs. I jokingly said, “And that is where the ghosts hide.”

My real estate agent said, “Don’t say that.”

We both chuckled. We looked at what was the upstairs bedrooms, and I use that term very lightly, as neither had a door, but was simply the open spaces on either side of the stairs.

My husband left to go outside and check the waterlines and all that other stuff that men care about, leaving the real estate agent and I on that upper floor. We were discussing whether these rooms really qualified as bedrooms when we heard some little girls giggling.

The real estate agents face went white. I couldn’t help but laugh at her. I finally said, “You heard them, didn’t you?”

She grabbed my arm and chuckled nervously. “I thought I was going crazy.”

“No, two little girls just giggled.”

The real estate agent said, “Let’s get out of here.”

“Why? They aren’t going to hurt you.”

We then discussed some of the differences in hauntings and why she shouldn’t be upset about something innocent like those little girls. Needless to say she told me about some other experiences she’d had showing houses. I told her next time she had a haunted house listed, I’d love to come and do an investigation.

A few months after moving into my new home, which, by the way, is totally free of any spirits wandering the small space, she appeared on my doorstep.

The Mayfield house had been listed for almost five months at this point. The real estate agent had just begun showing it, as the winter was winding down and more people were looking to buy now that spring had sprung. She’d been there several times and absolutely hated going there by herself. She said the place creeped her out, and people were ornery while in there, but perfectly fine once they got out.

I agreed to do an investigation.

The house had been bought and foreclosed on 10 times in 10 years. Something was definitely going on there, and I was looking forward to solving the problems of this house so it could sell.

The date was set two weeks out.

Stay tuned for the next installment. Mayfield: Original Investigation.