Nationality: American
Primary Language: English
Other language(s):
Age: 53
Occupation: Educator
Residence: Los Angeles
Performance Date: 11/26/2023

My dad did research in Ireland for a long time, but one memory really sticks in his mind. There was a week dedicated to Irish music called Willie Clancy Week. My dad was there in 2002 staying in a tiny youth hostel for the summer. He went out one night to go check out the music being played and ended up staying quite late into the light. He got on the road back to the hostel at three in the morning and got on this coastal road that went along the water for miles. Nobody lived in this area, it was mostly a grassy area for cows to graze with cliff faces on one side. My dad drove around a corner and suddenly saw hundreds of rabbits all across the road. He slammed on his brakes and somehow managed to miss all of the rabbits on the road. When he looked back into his rearview mirror there were no rabbits anywhere to be seen. He said he couldn’t see any trace of rabbits and had a weird feeling about the interaction. He checked with his professor the next day to see if there was any Irish folklore connected to rabbits, but he hasn’t found anything. 

My dad doesn’t tell many supernatural stories so it was very interesting to finally hear one from him. I did some research afterwards and found that rabbits represent prosperity and good fortune in Celtic mythology. Rabbits are associated with the moon and seen to be more active at night. The story left me extremely puzzled and hoping for something to explain it in the future.

Nationality: American
Primary Language: English
Other language(s):
Age: 53
Occupation: Educator
Residence: Los Angeles
Performance Date: 11/26/2023

My parents moved from Hartford to Higganum Connecticut in 1997 or 1998 to live closer to graduate schools. They moved into a house built by a ship captain in 1720 that was right by the Connecticut River. Their rent was lower on the condition that my dad put in 15 hours of work per week on the house. My parents were told that the previous tenant had gone a bit insane and started destroying the house, leaving it in horrible shape and with very dangerous living conditions. They started working on the house and trying to keep all of the parts of it historically accurate because it was important to the community and owner. The house itself had weird rooms and amenities including a birthing room that had been used for births and deaths in the past. My dad said that he usually used that room to write his papers and keep up with work. The ghost aspect was that whenever my dad had extra work he needed to do for school and hadn’t put in his fifteen hours that week, he could feel the presence of the captain who built the house. At night, my mom and dad wouldn’t go downstairs from the bedroom because there were so many weird noises and a weird feeling whenever they had to go there in the dark. 

My parents never tell supernatural stories and on the rare occasion they do it’s from a friend, so this was an unusual thing to hear from my dad. After listening to this story I definitely wonder if in the time since they’ve moved out someone has experienced something similar.