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These past three weeks I have been working on this home in Escondido getting it ready for new tenants to move in. The home is older probably built in the early 1900’s. I spent eight days there fixing it up and knew from the start there was a ghost story behind it somewhere. My feelings were confirmed my last day there. I was about to leave for good when a man pulled up the driveway and asked if I was the owner. I said no and that I was there just working on the place. He said his name was Tony and he lived there in 1959 and was twelve years old at that time and wondered if I knew that the place was haunted? Of course he had no way to know that I am a ghostremover but I told him I had the feeling it was and proceeded to tell him what I do. He was baffled that we should both meet in that moment. He said he hadn’t been by there in almost 50 years but remembered perfectly the ghost of a woman who use to stand on the front porch overlooking the nearby valley. He said his father would see her late at night upon returning home thinking it was his wife only to find his wife was asleep for the evening. This happened on more than a few occasions. They would hear noises from the basement and came to accept the place was indeed haunted. He told me there was story that a woman had gone missing a few years before and some suspected her husband had murdered her but no body was ever found so it was dealt as a missing person case. Now I am really interested and told Tony I would do some research as ghostremover and let him know what I find.

Fast forward to today and here is the story we got. Her name is Ms. Scott and she had been yelling in my ear all those eight days and even stood by me in front of a window hoping I would see her reflection somehow. I felt her presence but that was about it. My interest was really piqued after Tony showed up though. She was trapped all these years and wanted to cross over but was unable until now with the help from ghostremover.  I told her we were going to cross her over but first would she answer a few quick questions? I asked if she was murdered and she said yes, while she was sleeping she was bludgeoned by her loved one. She had hoped justice would be served but it never was since her body was never found. She said her dentures were found along with her wallet but that was it. I asked why she didn’t cross over right away and she said she was too scared. She didn’t know what to do. All these years and finally she can move on. What follows is the writing from Tony putting the “coincidence” in perspective.

I’m Tony Aguilar and I’m a marriage\family counselor in the Vista area and I now understand that it was more than a coincidence that something made me want to drive out and see that old house that day and take a picture of a place full of scary memories that I hadn’t seen in a long time. Then upon getting there and meeting Robert coming out of the house at the same time and hearing what he does seemed like a strange coincidence then but now its clear was long overdue and supposed to happen.

I was a boy when my family lived for 2 years in that old house in 1959\60 and I attended what was then Grant Junior High. We actually had been living like nomads- our Romanian\German immigrant mother packing us 5 kids and all of our worldly contents into a old 4door sedan and traveling from job to job with our Mescalero\Latino father when he found this big house on a hill surrounded by avocado trees for incredibly cheap rent with a beautiful view of old Escondido.

It seemed like the nicest place we’d ever lived in and Escondido in those days was small and a great place to be at that age..swimming at Grape-day Park,watching cows get slaughtered at Tolones (that just burned down).. Except soon enough the strangest things started happening…bristly cold brushes with air in house, creaking footsteps etc,a lot of noises coming from the huge basement that was mostly dirt- but there also was an area of concrete with an old ringer washing machine down there that had to be plugged in in order to use it and unplugged to shut it off How it could get plugged in the middle of the night was the most incredible thing. My mother and father…and us kids were just freaked out that it was undeniable there was something wrong with this house.. We learned from some neighbors that the house had been vacant a lot since the woman that lived there long before we moved in had disappeared and the police had dug around in the basement but never found her body.

So when Robert called me after we met there that day to let me know they had connected with her and released her spirit I am now sure it was not a coincidence that caused us to meet but something that I was supposed to do to somehow help her move on..it was a debt actually.. Something I didn’t tell Robert that I now realize was that this poor lost woman likely saved my life.During my adolescent years I had a petit mal form of epilepsy and suffered through two seizures that both happened while I was asleep and would cause me to stop breathing and luckily each time my parents were somehow alerted and called an ambulance to get me to an ER. The first one happened in this house one night and the only memory I have of it was a strange semi-lucid sensation of being picked up and carried from my bedroom on the other side of the house and then floating over the floors and dropped right up against the door of my mother and father’s bedroom that woke them up… and they got me to the hospital which saved my life…So she actually wasn’t a mean spirit but a good soul trying all these years to get some ones attention and I am happy that something made drive over last week and meet Robert on the driveway of that house. Just in time for Todos Santos Day..


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