Only under very rare circumstances will we ever publish an exact address of a private residence. The following report is one of those rare exceptions. The house in question no longer exists and the property is now part of a shopping centre. In the witnesses own words:
My ex husband, two kids, and I, moved to 1411 Nash Road, in either 1983, or 1984. The first time I ever noticed anything about that house, was before we moved into it. It was a 4 bedroom house, and the people who rented it before us, had all sons. They had rented it, for either 2 years or 4 years that is the only thing I cannot remember. Two of the bedrooms, were at the end of a hallway, right across from each other. One of them, was painted yellow, and had Holly Hobbie, wallpaper in it. I thought that was odd, considering the family renting it had all sons. The owners of the house told us, that the family that lived there before the one with the sons, had twin daughters, and that is who did up the little girls bedroom. I was never clear, as to whether they were owners or renters as well. Before we moved in, we were told that we could paint any rooms we wanted. We had decided to leave the little girls room, as it was.In following up on the above report PSICAN also interviewed the now adult daughter of the primary witness. Below we share her thoughts and memories of 1411 Nash Road:
One night, I was painting one of the walls in the master bedroom. I felt like I was being watched...the hair on the back of my neck stood on end, and I had the worse chill. I kept looking down the hall, at the doorway to the room, that was going to be my daughter's, and I went down there a couple of times to look. Of course there was nobody there, and both the kids were asleep on the living room floor.
We moved in, and everything was fine. About 3 months later, I was sitting in the living room, reading. My ex, worked afternoon shift, and I used to sit up and wait for him. There was a side door, in the house, that led to a room, where the well pump was. From that room, there was a door to the kitchen. I was sitting on a couch, that faced the kitchen, I had heard, the door, to the room where the pump was, click shut. I looked up from my book, and saw what I thought was a woman in a nightgown/robe, in the kitchen. When I got up to look there was nobody there, I checked all the windows, and doors, they were locked up. Both of the kids were in bed sound asleep.
Not long after that night, my daughter, who was only 3 at the time, was playing in her bedroom, on one of those horses, that bounce up and down on springs. I saw a shadow in the hallway, and heard my daughter saying something over and over again. I went to look, she had the horse in the hallway...she was bouncing on it saying "I hate my room" over and over again. I told her she had to play in her room, and pulled the horse back. She pulled it back out into the hallway, and did the same thing. All she kept saying is I hate my room.
After that things started happening on a more regular basis. My daughter came to me on more then one occasion, telling me about the little girls that used to come into her room, and talk to her. When I asked her what two little girls? She said to me..."You know, the ones who look the same! She also mentioned a black dog, that she saw on top of the fridge, and in a vent. There was a day, that my daughter and son, were playing at a nearby park, and my daughter came home and told me that the two little girls were there, as well. I said what little girls? She just said you know...the ones that come into my bedroom sometimes.
There was a night that I was in my bedroom, polishing my dresser top. All of a sudden I smelt the strongest scent of something, that was like flowers, or talc, only stronger. There was one day I was cleaning the bathroom, and got the worst feeling again of being watched, that sent a chill right through me.
There was another night, that we had just gotten in from my parent;s house, and I was putting the kids to bed. When I was tucking my daughter in, I heard very heavy footsteps coming along, the back hall, towards my daughter's bedroom. I called out to my ex, nobody answered me. Then I heard the front door, open and close, my ex had been outside, taking out the garbage, nowhere near the hallway. I remember when I heard the footsteps, I was afraid.
There was another night, that I heard light footsteps, running around in my son's bedroom. I said to my ex, our daughter is up, I will put her back to bed. When I got into the hallway to go to her bedroom. I saw a little girl, run from my son's room, into, hers....and it was not our child. I told my ex, you go check, I am not!!
There was one day, my ex was having a nap before he had to go to work. I went to close the bedroom door, so the kids would not disturb him. I saw one corner of our comforter, go up about 2 or 3 feet into the air, then slowly go back down again. I closed the door to the room really quick.
One night I was laying in bed reading, by then I was leaving just about every light in the house on. I am not sure what made me look, but I looked up at the doorway to our bedroom. When I did, I saw a man, walking into our room, from the waist down, just part of one leg entering, and part of a shirt, and waist. I thought for sure someone was in the house, so I threw the covers over my head. I am not sure how long I lay there like that, but after a certain length of time, when nothing happened, I peeked. I got up, and searched the house, everything was locked up.
The last two nights we lived there, I was supposed to sleep in our daughter's bedroom, because my ex had taken the water out of our water bed. I would not go to sleep in there at night, because I was terrified of her room. I sat up on the couch all night both nights reading...and while I sat there reading, I could hear a baby crying, that came from my son's room. There was no way I was getting up to check on that! The other thing that happened there, was our daughter woke up every night, same time, in the middle of the night, screaming. She would always be sitting in the doorway of her bedroom, screaming at the top of her lungs.
My parents who lived at the other end of the GTA, at the time, had only been there once to visit. All my mom said was, "she did not like that house"... and she did not know why, she just did not like it. I had never told her anything, that had happened there, not until after we had moved out.
My mother in law, had also spent some time there...I had to have back surgery. She stayed for a few nights to look after the kids. I did not know until about 3 months after we moved away from there, that she had heard doors opening and closing. And my ex told me, that when he came home from work, his mother was sitting there, with the heat turned up full, and a winter coat on. She was supposed to be sleeping in our daughter's bedroom, but did not want to. She knew nothing that had been going on there, I did not tell her, until a few months after we moved. That is when I found out what she had experienced.
We lived there a year then moved to another city in Durham county. About 6 months later, I fell asleep one afternoon. I had a very vivid dream, about the house that we had lived in, on Nash Road In my dream, I was back in that house, going down the hallway, towards my daughters bedroom. I saw a woman, in a nightgown, with her arms around two little girls. I saw a man's arm, going up in the air, then coming down towards them, and a lot of blood. Then I was all of a sudden standing in the doorway of the bedroom, that had been mine. I saw a man, from the waist down, and his feet were a few feet off of the floor, so I knew he was hanging. I never saw anything else...I woke up right after that.
The funny thing is, the year we spent on Nash road, my ex, and my son, never saw or heard anything. My daughter is now, 25yrs. old, and she still remembers the black dog, and the two little girls, that came into her room to talk to her. She still remembers them being at the park one day, and she still tells me she remembers, they tried to push her off of a platform, she had climbed up, and was playing on. I remember her telling me that when she was 3 as well. My memories of that house are so vivid, it seems like it happened yesterday. I do believe whatever took place in that house was very violent, and took place in mu daughter's bedroom.
I would think the right time frame would be around late 70's, maybe 77-79? That is just a guess on my part, if the people that rented before us were there for 4 years. I am assuming it was the family before them, because I do remember my landlord at the time saying that they had twin girls, and I think, we were told they had a baby as well, that had my son's bedroom.
A few years. after I had moved out, I had bumped into an old friend. We were talking about where we used to live. I told him, I had moved from Oshawa. When he asked where in Oshawa, I told him Townline, and King, area. He said to me, did you know, there was a murder/suicide in that area...I said no. He said to me, that some man had gone berserk in the middle of the night, killed his wife, children, then he thinks he went and hung himself. I had met a woman in Durham, and same thing, we were talking about where we used to live. When I said Townline and King area, she said to me..."Did you know there is a house in that area that is haunted"? I said no where? She described Nash Road to me, exactly where it was off of Townline, and told me exactly which house it was....2nd one in the right, just off of Townline. She also described the house to me, it was the same one we had lived in for a year. From what I had understood from her, it was quite well known in that area. She had told me that a woman had murdered her husband and kids, then committed suicide.
I still don't know what happened in that house all those years. ago, but as I said, I am sure it was violent. I never did believe in haunted houses, or anything of that nature, until I had lived there. And I have never forgotten it.
I was roughly three years old at the time, but still remember many of the events that took place. Most of the events (for me) involved two little girls - I believe they were twins. I remember telling my mother that I would go out to the park (behind our house) with them at night. Although I don't actually know whether or not I ever did leave our house at night, I do remember one time when I was at the park during the day with just one of the girls, we were in a tree house, and she was trying to push me out of it. There was another occurrence that stuck with me, and that was one involving a large black dog. In the wall at the end of my bed was a large vent, upon waking up in the middle of the night once, I looked across my room and seen this black dog sitting inside the vent. I got up to get a closer look but the dog was gone, I then walked through the house looking for the dog, when I found him in the kitchen on top of the fridge, I cannot remember what happened once I found him. That is about all I can vividly remember anymore, although I know when I was younger I remembered a lot more and had told my mother about what I had seen. I hope this helpful to you.