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A history of hauntings at Fall City home: Valley woman “never alone” at house
When Terry Sahm purchased her 143-year-old Fall City home, she was lucky to inherit dozens of historical artifacts: intricate antique furniture; a copy of the homesteading certificate for the property, issued by the office of President Benjamin Harrison; and photos and paintings of the home’s former inhabitants.
But something that wasn’t detailed in the real estate contract also came along with the house: the spirits of its one-time occupants.
From the time she bought it in 1994, Sahm sensed an unusual energy on the property, on which seven people, including Travis and Marilyn Everett, are buried.
The site now hosts a flower stand, coffee shop, and All Pets Go to Heaven pet spa, whose canine visitors seem to be aware of the ghosts that roam the property.
“The dogs will just stare at something, and it’s not something we see. They see entities in the house and on the grounds,” Sahm said.
Humans, too, have had their run-ins. Sahm said she has seen the spirits of former owners Travis and Marilyn Everett out of the corner of her eye.
“I was never alone in the house. I knew there were other people — if you will — around me, they just weren’t visible,” she said.
Right after she moved into the home in 2004, she was surprised to find both doors to one of the bathroom locked. She tried one with a key, but it still wouldn’t budge.
“It would feel like someone was on the other side of the door holding the knob,” she said.
Sahm tried the door several more times over the course of three days, and, on the third day, it opened.
No locksmith had come to the rescue; Sahm theorizes that the spirit of Marilyn Everett, who had lived in the home her entire life and died in 1999, was hanging around.
“I think the missus had a little hissy fit and locked herself in the bathroom. She had to check me out for a while, then decided I was OK,” Sahm said.
Just before Halloween four years ago, Sahm left a big plastic pumpkin full of Chupa-Chup lollipops on the table in her kitchen nook. The next morning, she found half a dozen wrappers on the floor in the nook. Thinking some mice had gotten to the candy, she placed them on a high shelf where the rodents couldn’t get to them.
Nonetheless, the following morning, she awoke to find five more wrappers in the same place on the floor.
“I thought, wow, those mice are really smart,” Sahm said.
Not thinking much more about it, Sahm took the treats to the pet spa, a detached building, for her clients to enjoy.
The next day, however, she discovered still more wrappers by the kitchen table.
Sahm later found out that Marilyn was known for having a sweet tooth, and frequently visited Hawaii, where the Chupa Chups are very popular.
Marilyn “must have had them in the islands, so I think that when she saw them, she was just gorging herself on them,” Sahm said.
Just feet away from the kitchen nook table is a Kit-Cat Klock – one of those art deco novelty timepieces featuring a black cat with a pendular tail and eyes that move from left to right.
Over the course of a year and a half, Sahm often felt compelled to look at the clock while she was working in the kitchen. And when she did, its face and swinging tail would stop.
“It was almost as if a ghostly entity was stopping the clock, and then tapping me on the shoulder to say, ‘Look,’” she said.
Sahm’s interactions with the spirits have always been similarly playful.
“I never felt threatened. They’re very fun, happy people. They were very curious about what we were doing. But it was never malicious; it was never anything like blood dripping from the walls,” she said.
Still, after several years of passing Travis in the hallways, Sahm decided last winter that it was time for him, the last lingerer, to move on.
In January, she asked a psychic and meditation group to “cleanse” the property in two sessions.
When the group asked if there were any spirits present, Travis identified himself, Sahm said.
Asked why he was still there, he reportedly replied, “This is my house; this is where live.”
The group urged him to give up his haunt.
“They explained to him that he had passed on, and it was now time for him to go and do his other important work,” Sahm said.
It seems he was persuaded.
“Since then, there haven’t been any spirits. You just don’t have the same presence,” Sahm said.