I don’t believe inanimate objects can be ‘unlucky’ or ‘negative’ but starting to think there’s something a bit off about my house.
Bought it five years ago after being in three generations of the same family since is was built in the 1950s. Ex-council, nothing unusual about it, it does sit at an odd angle to the street e.g sits north west to south east but I’ve had the most extraordinary run of ‘bad luck’ since moving here!
My life, five years from moving in is totally unrecognisable - illness, pregnancy loss, career loss, money problems, family illness, losing friends, relationship breakdown, random accidents. Pretty much the works. Nothing is interlinked either i.e job loss was due to bullying rather than illness. It’s almost like I’ve been living someone else’s life by accident!
It sounds nuts, I know, but wondered if anyone else has had a run of bad luck in a particular place?
Any ideas what I could do to improve things with the house, even just to shake off the ‘unlucky’ feeling (moving not currently an option)
AIBU?
To ask if some houses are unlucky/give bad vibes?
Artofhappiness · 23/10/2018 14:25
There was definitely some kind of ‘presence’ in the house I grew up in, but it was an entirely benevolent one and in fact many people that visited over the years commented on the house having a very warm / welcoming ‘vibe’. Numerous inexplicable things happened but I thought of it as a sort of friendly spirit. What confirmed it for me was when my parents told me a few years ago that very often when we were kids they would her distinct footsteps on the upstairs landing at night, and when they got up to check on us my brother and I were fast asleep. They are very un-‘woo’ and they were both absolutely convinced there was something there.
Conversely, a friend had to ask to be moved from the room she was assigned in uni halls of residence because something about it just felt very oppressive and dark. It transpired that the previous year the occupant had committed suicide in the room. So I do think it’s posisble that places where something terrible happens can retain some kind of imprint of it. No idea how to explain it though! 
I used to live in a house connected to my job, in Norwich, that I came to believe was horribly haunted. You’d hear footsteps on the stairs, and doors banging and glasses smashing in the kitchen when you were home alone. Things would go missing and turn up in random places. There was one room none of us would sleep in because anyone that did seemed to go ‘crazy’ and leave within a week. It was a running joke that the place was haunted.
The worst room was the master bedroom at the front of the house, you’d be lying in bed and covers would be pulled off you, or the bed would shake (not like traffic vibrations, but like someone was grabbing the bed frame and violently shaking it). The worst experience for me came just before I moved out, I was lying in bed watching movies on my laptop and the atmosphere in the room changed, the temperature just dropped and I remember this feeling of such tension. When I looked up from the screen I saw this black mass by the door just sort of ‘crawling’ towards the bed. Sounds unbelievable I know, I wouldn’t have believed it myself had I not experienced it. Needless to say I noped the fuck out of that room after that night, and moved out about a month later 
My house has a lovely happy, and peaceful vibe to it. I’m the biggest wimp to ever walk the earth and have never had a weird vibe about this place.
From the moment I walked in to view it- my (then permantly grumpy) toddler explored happily and on his first night- slept through the night for the first time ever! I found out from neighbours that 11 babies were born in this house, which I think explains the happy vibe... we added 2 more to that total
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The house I grew up in was terribly haunted, constant walking up and down the long corridor daytime, eve it didn't matter and when we had friends there or not. when my dad was converting it from the cob barn that it was to the house that it is now there was a hole for the stairs for a couple of weeks whilst they put new stairs in and something pushed me backwards down the staircase hole, concussion and a weekend in hospital was the result. I didn't trip, I was 12 and a fair way from the edge I fell backwards and I remember being pushed.
It was 2 miles or so from the nearest village so in the middle of nowhere. My Ex DH and I bought it off my brothers when my dad died, goodness knows why as I knew it's history and DH worked away in London during the week and I was there on my own - I bought a bull mastiff puppy.
I was there alone with 3 children, eldest DD who is now 26 remembers clearly when we moved in the first morning after waking up and seeing 'black tube like fingers' coming up between the wall and her bed, she was 7 at the time and didn't tell me for quite a while, she was delighted ( again without telling me why ) when I moved her bed to the opposite side of the room to make room for a large chest of drawers, she didn't see them again.
mirrors would fly off the wall with the nail and wire intact on the back laying on the floor. my sister saw a ghost in my doorway of my bedroom and didn't tell me until I moved out ( I was moving out as a result of our divorce ) we lasted two years in that place. She was bunking in my room, DH had moved out by that time. She went to my mums the next day ( she was visiting the area to see us both as Mum and I lived 40 miles apart). As she wouldn't stay another night there.
My Mum babysat for me once and the electric went, it was stormy outside and she heard me calling her repeatedly ... except I was at my friend's ten miles away. I had to get a taxi back straight away as Mum was so scared in that massive place on her own.
We had a summer dinner party with all the windows open and every member heard a child signing through the window over the chatter. Children all upstairs asleep though as it was 12.30am.
Saw and heard some awful things in there and I've since heard although we live two counties away now ( my sil works on the village pub though) that the lady who lives there with her husband says they have a ghost and it doesn't like women.
I think something terrible happened there, when we sold the house ( it was a huge 6 bed barn conversion ) we only sold it with the land it came with approx an acre.
The other land that had belonged to my dad and was with the house my two brothers had actually kept it when they sold the house to exdh and I, it was a large field and an orchard. My Db fell on some hard times and split up with his dw and had to put a mobile home in the field when he had no where to live for a couple of months. He didn't live in the house growing up but obviously came to visit as he lived with his Mum my df's ex. He said that he was scared living there in that caravan even though the 5 acre field was some way from the house and that there was a horrible atmosphere when he stepped outside his caravan at night for a cigarette.
Just before I moved out put only neighbour, who lived about a five min walk away shot himself in his barn 
no one has any luck there.
Luckily my brother is happily in a new relationship with a lovely home together. ( this is 5 years ago) they still own the land and my db runs a business from there so I visit occasionally. Always in the daytime and always briefly. ( tbh as far as the house was concerned it didn't matter if it was day or night for the shenanigans)
I've bought quite a few houses in my 47 years and only once have I loved anywhere else with 'bad vibes' thank goodness we were only renting it to 'try it out' and still owned our other house, this is with my now DH, we only lasted six months and moved back to our house.
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