Speaker 1: Appoja Production. Welcome back to the Chills, the Spooky Story Podcast.
Speaker 1: It's hard to believe unless, of course, it happened to you.
Speaker 1: If you've got a story that you reckon can give
Speaker 1: us the chills, then you can email us at the
Speaker 1: Chills atpodshape dot com. And that's exactly what Lily's done.
Speaker 1: From Brisbane. Let's get into a story. What a do
Speaker 1: you secret? Now? So picture this Lily and Jack. They're
Speaker 1: a young couple, just like us, and they're dreaming big,
Speaker 1: saving up and finally snagging their first home in one
Speaker 1: of Brisbane's North Side suburbs. The new house is a
Speaker 1: classic Queenslander, a beautiful elevated home with those signature wide
Speaker 1: verandahs and high ceilings. It's the perfect blend of style
Speaker 1: and comfort, just the way they liked it. The first
Speaker 1: few months for Lily and Jack were sunshine and rainbows.
Speaker 1: They painted the walls planet flowers and even tackled some
Speaker 1: do it yourself projects. Jack tried his hand at fixing
Speaker 1: the leaky tap. It wasn't perfect, but Lily says it
Speaker 1: was okay. Then one night, Lily began hearing soft footsteps downstairs.
Speaker 1: When spoiler alert, No One was there. Jack started noticing
Speaker 1: his keys would vanish, only to pop up in the
Speaker 1: most random places, like the freezer. Maybe the ghost had
Speaker 1: a sweet tooth Jack joke one night, trying to lighten
Speaker 1: the mood. Lily wasn't so sure. So then one weekend
Speaker 1: in summer, Lily and Jack decided to explore underneath their Queenslander. Now,
Speaker 1: if you've ever lived in one of these beauties, you
Speaker 1: know the space beneath the house can be like its
Speaker 1: own little world, filled with old boxes, forgotten treasures, and
Speaker 1: the occasional possum or rats. Lily started rummaging through a
Speaker 1: few old boxes, which she didn't recognize. She stumbled across
Speaker 1: a dusty old photo album tucked away in a corner.
Speaker 1: In her curiosity, she called Jack over to try and
Speaker 1: help her out. They sat down together, flipping through pages
Speaker 1: filled with family photos. They weren't Lily and Jack's family photos.
Speaker 1: There were other people's. There were doggie had pages, and
Speaker 1: one picture that made them both do a double take.
Speaker 1: There she was a woman standing in their very living room,
Speaker 1: looking very out of place. She had a sad smile
Speaker 1: and was holding a teacup that screamed, I belong in
Speaker 1: the nineteen fifties kitchen, not a modern day Brisbane house.
Speaker 1: Intrigued and a little bit creeped out, they started asking
Speaker 1: around about the house's history. Enter the lady next door.
Speaker 1: We'll call her Missus Thompson. She was the neighborhood's unofficial
Speaker 1: history guru and Bingo night champion. She said the house
Speaker 1: used to belong to the Anderson family, but she also
Speaker 1: said something terrible had happened about thirty years ago. Missus
Speaker 1: Anderson just disappeared without a trace, and no one ever
Speaker 1: found out what happened to her. Lily and Jack were
Speaker 1: a little freaked out and couldn't believe that she just vanished.
Speaker 1: So they got to the bottom of it, and they
Speaker 1: dove into old newspaper articles. They found an article about
Speaker 1: Missus Anderson and a disappearance. She was a single lady
Speaker 1: living alone in the Queenslander that they now occupied. One
Speaker 1: night in a Brisbane storm, she went missing, and during
Speaker 1: extensive searches, no one ever found out any clues about
Speaker 1: where she went. As Lily and Jack dug deeper the
Speaker 1: strange happenings in their house. Ramped up doors would slam
Speaker 1: shut on their own, and Lily often felt a cold
Speaker 1: breeze sweep through the room, even though all the windows
Speaker 1: were locked. Jack also started having vivid dreams about Missus Anderson,
Speaker 1: seeing her standing by the window looking lost and annoyed.
Speaker 1: One night, Lily decided she'd had enough. She wanted to
Speaker 1: confront whatever was haunting their home. She lit some candles,
Speaker 1: of course she did, because what's a ghost story without candles,
Speaker 1: and she sat in the living room holding the old
Speaker 1: photo of missus Anderson. She called Missus Anderson's name and said,
Speaker 1: we're sorry for what happened, but we want to help
Speaker 1: you find peace. Suddenly, the room went cold, the candles
Speaker 1: flickered like they were trying to send a message, and
Speaker 1: Lily says she saw a faint figure of a woman
Speaker 1: standing by the window. The woman's eyes were filled with
Speaker 1: sadness and maybe a hint of frustration, just like Jack
Speaker 1: had seen in his dream. Please, the woman whispered, help me.
Speaker 1: Lily and Jack knew that they had to do something,
Speaker 1: so they dug a bit deeper into the story of
Speaker 1: missus Anderson. They discovered that she had been seen arguing
Speaker 1: with someone on the night she disappeared, but no one
Speaker 1: knew who it was or what the argument was about
Speaker 1: there were no signs of break in, no struggle, just
Speaker 1: an empty house and a lingering mystery. They were determined
Speaker 1: to try and bring some closure, so Lily and Jack
Speaker 1: decided to honor missus Anderson's memory. They hosted a small
Speaker 1: gathering for the neighbors, sharing what they'd learned and asking
Speaker 1: if anyone had any more information. Now, this next bit's unbelievable,
Speaker 1: but we'll call the person mister Harris. He was apparently
Speaker 1: an old bloke that lived on the same street and
Speaker 1: had been there for over forty years. He revealed that
Speaker 1: he saw miss Anderson a few days before she vanished,
Speaker 1: looking distressed and talking to herself in the garden. She
Speaker 1: seemed like she had a lot on her mind, he said.
Speaker 1: With his new lead, Lily and Jack organized a community search,
Speaker 1: hoping to find any looked evidence. They became essentially a
Speaker 1: true crime podcast. While searching in the backyard under that
Speaker 1: infamous Morton Bay fig tree, they found a hidden spot
Speaker 1: where Missus Anderson used to sit. There beneath the tree
Speaker 1: was a small box containing personal letters and some photos.
Speaker 1: It turned out Missus Anderson had been planning all along
Speaker 1: to leave town and start fresh and something must have
Speaker 1: gone wrong, and that was the end of Jack and
Speaker 1: Lily's search to find out the truth for Missus Anderson,
Speaker 1: apart from a small memorial that they set up under
Speaker 1: that tree in the garden that often like candles and
Speaker 1: plant flowers, where Missus Anderson had spent most of her time,
Speaker 1: And that was when things began to change inside the house.
Speaker 1: The air felt lighter and the house returned to its
Speaker 1: peaceful state. Lily and Jack felt a sense of relief
Speaker 1: and fulfillment, knowing that they'd helped Missus Anderson find the
Speaker 1: peace she'd been searching for. Unbelievably, Lily and Jack still
Speaker 1: live in that Queenslander on the north side of Brisbane.
Speaker 1: The home itself now is quiet and peaceful, and Jack's
Speaker 1: keys occasionally still go missing. If you've got a story
Speaker 1: to tell like Lily and Jack's, maybe you want to
Speaker 1: email us at the Chills at podshake dot com. We'll
Speaker 1: see you next time.