When it was quiet, they used to hear, feel and even see things, sometimes pictures or objects falling down or off walls, this used to frighten Ray, but also in some strange way allure him too in to wanting to know more. Sometimes Ray would be alone in his grandfather's house, he would hear footsteps coming up the stairs from the cellar to the kitchen, he would rush over, open the door but no one was there.

Ray did not think too much about this until years later after his grandmother's death (although the passion was growing), he was too young to go to the funeral but a few weeks later, he recalls he was in the garden at his grandfather’s house with his cousin, sisters and some friends, he looked up at the kitchen and saw his grandmother looking at him with a serene smile on her face as if to say " I’m out of pain now ", (she was ill leading up to her death). Ray told his parents about this experience and it was only Ray’s mother that believed him, (since then has had a few experiences in his own family home)

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