We lived in a house with a mischievous ghost, she loved keys and all things shiny.
We didnāt tell the children about her as two had left home and the youngest was away at school.
One day our daughter was arriving for a family weekend, we were out shopping and she had a key, she parked in the driveway, put her keys in the usual place ( a little nook by the front door ) and went straight to the pantry to check the fridges and scoff cheese,pate and bread before our return!
She went back to the nook to get her keys so she could retrieve her phone from the carā¦ā¦no keys, she searched high and low.
She eventually went into the kitchen to see her keys on the table, she hadnāt previously been in the kitchen!
We then got the phone call ā is there something you havenāt told me about C*** House.ā
She was waiting in her car in the drive when we returned and refused to ever be in the house alone again.