Eli Roth Presents: A Ghost Ruined My Life (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - The White Lady - full transcript
I'm Eli Roth.
I've spent my life
telling horror stories.
But imagine if those stories
were real,
and suddenly, you found yourself
stalked and tormented
by an evil spirit,
and no one believed you.
These are the actual
accounts of terror
as told by the victims,
who came face-to-face
with their demons
and survived.
I wasn't anticipating
the horror that I was
going to go through.
I ended up landing
a really awesome, fun job
for a big tech corporation as
an inside-sales coordinator.
And then on the side,
I liked to
refurbish furniture,
antique furniture, specifically.
And I could sell it
for anywhere between
$400 to $1,000 apiece.
I loved making that money
in doing something
that I loved.
I was on a buy-sell
trade website,
where I found
this antique vanity,
and I thought it was gorgeous.
It had a lot
of Victorian-style
character to it.
I asked James
if he would be willing
to go pick it up for me.
It needed some work, definitely,
but it was a beautiful
piece of furniture.
Hey!
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You like it?
I love it.
Thanks for picking it up.
Best boyfriend ever.
It's a good one.
You want to eat?
Yeah.
Come on.
It's not going anywhere.
We'll get it later.
James, do you want
to come color with me?
I would love to, little one.
What are we coloring?
- A pony.
- A pony?
- Have you started?
- Yeah.
Come, show me
what you've got.
Let's do it.
Hey, babe.
All right, that's twice
in one day, I made you jump.
- Sure you're okay?
- Yeah, just, uh, really tired.
You want to move it
to the work shed?
Let's put it in the bedroom.
The bedroom?
That's a first.
Is it a problem?
No. No, not a problem.
Just...
Just surprised.
Maybe, I won't sell this one.
Maybe, I'll keep it.
Shall we?
- In the corner?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Happy?
- Yeah.
- Good.
I was always excited
to flip my furniture.
But this particular piece,
I just could not quite get
myself to start the process.
I originally had plans
on fixing it up
within, you know, two, three,
maybe four days.
A few days ended up
turning into about
nine or ten days.
Just something about it
was just telling me
not to touch it.
Amber.
Yeah,
this is my favorite.
She's so pretty.
Do you like my tea set?
My mom bought it for me.
Would you like some tea?
Rowan, who're you talking to?
The White Lady.
- Who?
- The White Lady.
What does this lady look like?
She's dressed in white
and really nice.
Wow. Anything else?
No.
Hey, why don't you
and I play a game?
No, not now.
Okay, maybe later.
She asks a lot of questions
about you.
What kind of questions?
Oh, I'm coming, yeah.
Mine.
Amber.
Just walking
through the house
starts to have a sense
of heaviness to it.
It just felt really dark, heavy,
uh, cold, at times.
Not the normal light
and airy feeling
that I typically got.
When I started noticing things
out of the corner of my eye,
or even hearing things,
I thought, you know,
I'm hallucinating, maybe.
I'm going a little crazy.
It was a lot to take in.
Rowan?
Morning, baby.
Was that you running
around the house?
No.
So you didn't open up
all the cupboards
and turn on the water?
Why would I do that?
Come play with me, Mommy.
Please.
I'm sorry, honey.
My stomach's not feeling right.
The White Lady says
you should play with me,
and you're bad if you don't.
Is the White Lady here now?
We're going to have a tea party.
You can go now.
I'll check in on you later then.
I did not see her,
but my daughter was pointing
to the corner and telling me
that that's where she was.
There was nobody else
in the house,
the doors were locked.
I didn't know how to feel.
I was just put
off-guard and scared.
Over the course
of the next few weeks,
I felt sick all the time.
Drained.
My energies started
just depleting.
My mood started changing.
I just was not motivated
to do anything at all.
My whole life was sucked
out of me, honestly.
Rowan?
Amber.
Amber.
This bear, I call Mr.
Waddles because he walks funny.
I can see that.
And I call
this guy Peepers,
because he has such big eyes.
I love his eyes.
This is Mrs. Fuzzpaw.
She's my favorite.
She's my favorite, too.
The White Lady
doesn't want you here!
If I were to walk
into my kitchen,
the faucet would just come
straight on like that.
Not even a little slow
trickle or anything like that,
but just full on.
- Just full speed.
- Wow!
Or sometimes,
the cabinets would
just fly open
and things would
start coming off.
Over the course
of the next few months,
it got progressively worse.
Rowan, is everything okay?
Okay for me
and okay for my friend,
the White Lady.
But she wants you dead.
- Oh, baby.
- What happened?
You okay?
- Hey!
- Yeah, it was just
a bad dream.
Okay, good.
You really started to scare me.
Me, too.
- I'm fine.
Just go back to sleep.
-Okay.
I decided just not
to tell James about this.
I didn't want him
to make me feel like
I was even crazier
than how I was already
feeling at the time.
Rowan.
Rowan, baby.
Breakfast is ready.
Rowan?
We aren't hungry.
You realize how
you sound, don't you?
Of course, I do.
But listen to me. I saw...
You're just not
making any sense.
Except, that toy didn't have
any batteries in it.
Well, that's okay...
Well, are you sure
the batteries weren't in it?
Or it has like a back-up thing?
Yes, I was sure!
James, I'm worried, okay?
I'm afraid.
I... Yeah.
Uh...
What do you want me to say?
What, you think it's a ghost?
My God!
He thought that
I was just crazy.
"It was just all in my mind,"
that's the way
he rationalized everything,
and never really
took it into consideration
that what I was seeing
and experiencing is real.
Mine.
Amber.
Hey!
- Hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Okay, okay, okay. Hi.
You okay?
Something was off.
I was scared.
I just felt like
I was being controlled,
and I didn't have
any control of myself.
I lost it.
I didn't know what was
going on around me,
but I knew that
I was threatened.
Even after everything
that I started to experience,
it still didn't dawn on me
that things were going
to continue to get worse.
I really didn't know
how to handle my emotions.
Is this what the rest
of my life is going
to be like?
Just being perpetually haunted?
Sometimes, I would get to work
and I would just lay
my head down on my desk
and ignore phone calls,
ignore e-mails.
I was so mentally
and physically
drained, exhausted.
I couldn't think.
I didn't know what to do.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Are you okay?
I had a mental breakdown.
I was hyperventilating.
It was one of the worst
anxiety attacks I had ever
experienced in my life.
I couldn't control my emotions.
And I didn't know
what was going on with me.
And at this time,
I gathered a box that I had,
I put all my personal
belongings in it,
and I never went back
to work after that day.
After I quit my job,
James was mad at me.
Things started
to progressively get worse.
Rowan.
Want to help mommy make lunch?
Rowan?
Come on, baby.
Rowan!
Rowan.
The White Lady
says "Hi."
Honey, this White Lady,
she's not nice to me.
That's because she never
had kids of her own.
She loves them
and she wants one.
- She told you that?
- Uh-huh.
Did she tell you
where she came from?
You asked James
to bring her home.
Do you like it?
I love it.
I finally put
two and two together,
that the White Lady
had something to do
with the vanity.
I couldn't do it.
I felt like the vanity
was telling me
don't come close to it.
It had a hold on me.
It was a sickening feeling,
and I hated that
I couldn't fix it.
- Have fun at grandma's, okay?
- I don't want to go.
You need to.
Thanks for dropping
her off for me.
Yeah.
No worries.
You sure you don't
want me to come back?
Not tonight.
Sorry, I'm just tired.
It's okay.
- Try and relax, okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Bye, hun.
Bye!
I knew something
was in the house.
I just wanted my baby
to be safe.
I did start brainstorming
on ideas of finding priests
that were certified
in doing exorcisms.
I thought, maybe they could,
at least, bless my house
or try some sort of cleansing.
But I, unfortunately,
could not find a priest
willing to do so.
Amber.
Amber. Amber.
Amber.
Get out of my house!
Amber.
- Amber. Amber.
- Get out.
Stop it!
The child is mine!
The child is mine.
I vividly remember
being choked.
After I blacked out,
and I came back,
the bath water was running,
the sinks were all turned on.
I really didn't know
what to think.
I was just so confused
and I was petrified.
I was shaking.
I was cold.
James! James, you have
to hurry up.
You have to come back now.
What? Why?
James, you have... Hello?
The child is mine.
My child.
The child is mine.
I want my child.
Where are you?
Get out of my house!
The child is mine.
I needed to get rid
of the vanity.
That's what was causing
all of this mayhem in my life.
I made sure
it burned completely.
After the flames
would die down,
I would fire it up again,
and just really made sure
that every little piece of it
was just done with.
After that day,
I automatically felt
a sense of relief.
It just felt so good again,
like, I could breathe.
Things felt optimistic again,
and I felt like myself.
I felt hope.
It was, honestly,
the most traumatic experience
I'd ever gone through
my entire life.
I do fully blame the vanity
or whatever was
attached to the vanity.
After this happened,
James and I were always
just finding things to get mad
at each other about.
And I honestly feel
like it had a lot
to do with this entity,
this demonic possession,
that took over
the whole household,
tearing us apart.
I've since learned that
it's easy for a demon
to attach itself to
an inanimate object...
as well as humans...
But she wants you dead.
just to try and have
some sort of way to stay here.
I don't work
for a tech company anymore.
But I do bartend now,
which actually makes
fairly decent money.
- So you have
Mrs. Fuzzpaw?
- Yeah.
- And you're all ready now?
- Uh-huh.
- All tucked in?
- Yeah.
Goodnight, my love.
Goodnight. Love you, Mommy.
I love you too.
Okay, no staying up.
Okay.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
Rowan has always been
a relatively compassionate
and open, caring kind of person.
And so, I would say that
even though her
and the White Lady had
some sort of relationship,
it never really changed
who my daughter was.
She talks about things
that happen all the time.
She'll say she sees stuff
from the corner of her eye.
It was pretty chilling
that something
like that happened.
I was just praying,
once I got rid of the vanity,
that particular entity
would just leave.
I do continue to experience
things today,
but nothing like
what I was experiencing
during that moment in time.
I think I'll always
be cautious, just given
what I've gone through.
I'm on edge, a lot,
and I don't feel as safe
as I used to growing up.
Do you have
a supernatural stalker?
We want to tell your story.
Contact us here.
I've spent my life
telling horror stories.
But imagine if those stories
were real,
and suddenly, you found yourself
stalked and tormented
by an evil spirit,
and no one believed you.
These are the actual
accounts of terror
as told by the victims,
who came face-to-face
with their demons
and survived.
I wasn't anticipating
the horror that I was
going to go through.
I ended up landing
a really awesome, fun job
for a big tech corporation as
an inside-sales coordinator.
And then on the side,
I liked to
refurbish furniture,
antique furniture, specifically.
And I could sell it
for anywhere between
$400 to $1,000 apiece.
I loved making that money
in doing something
that I loved.
I was on a buy-sell
trade website,
where I found
this antique vanity,
and I thought it was gorgeous.
It had a lot
of Victorian-style
character to it.
I asked James
if he would be willing
to go pick it up for me.
It needed some work, definitely,
but it was a beautiful
piece of furniture.
Hey!
Hey, you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You like it?
I love it.
Thanks for picking it up.
Best boyfriend ever.
It's a good one.
You want to eat?
Yeah.
Come on.
It's not going anywhere.
We'll get it later.
James, do you want
to come color with me?
I would love to, little one.
What are we coloring?
- A pony.
- A pony?
- Have you started?
- Yeah.
Come, show me
what you've got.
Let's do it.
Hey, babe.
All right, that's twice
in one day, I made you jump.
- Sure you're okay?
- Yeah, just, uh, really tired.
You want to move it
to the work shed?
Let's put it in the bedroom.
The bedroom?
That's a first.
Is it a problem?
No. No, not a problem.
Just...
Just surprised.
Maybe, I won't sell this one.
Maybe, I'll keep it.
Shall we?
- In the corner?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Happy?
- Yeah.
- Good.
I was always excited
to flip my furniture.
But this particular piece,
I just could not quite get
myself to start the process.
I originally had plans
on fixing it up
within, you know, two, three,
maybe four days.
A few days ended up
turning into about
nine or ten days.
Just something about it
was just telling me
not to touch it.
Amber.
Yeah,
this is my favorite.
She's so pretty.
Do you like my tea set?
My mom bought it for me.
Would you like some tea?
Rowan, who're you talking to?
The White Lady.
- Who?
- The White Lady.
What does this lady look like?
She's dressed in white
and really nice.
Wow. Anything else?
No.
Hey, why don't you
and I play a game?
No, not now.
Okay, maybe later.
She asks a lot of questions
about you.
What kind of questions?
Oh, I'm coming, yeah.
Mine.
Amber.
Just walking
through the house
starts to have a sense
of heaviness to it.
It just felt really dark, heavy,
uh, cold, at times.
Not the normal light
and airy feeling
that I typically got.
When I started noticing things
out of the corner of my eye,
or even hearing things,
I thought, you know,
I'm hallucinating, maybe.
I'm going a little crazy.
It was a lot to take in.
Rowan?
Morning, baby.
Was that you running
around the house?
No.
So you didn't open up
all the cupboards
and turn on the water?
Why would I do that?
Come play with me, Mommy.
Please.
I'm sorry, honey.
My stomach's not feeling right.
The White Lady says
you should play with me,
and you're bad if you don't.
Is the White Lady here now?
We're going to have a tea party.
You can go now.
I'll check in on you later then.
I did not see her,
but my daughter was pointing
to the corner and telling me
that that's where she was.
There was nobody else
in the house,
the doors were locked.
I didn't know how to feel.
I was just put
off-guard and scared.
Over the course
of the next few weeks,
I felt sick all the time.
Drained.
My energies started
just depleting.
My mood started changing.
I just was not motivated
to do anything at all.
My whole life was sucked
out of me, honestly.
Rowan?
Amber.
Amber.
This bear, I call Mr.
Waddles because he walks funny.
I can see that.
And I call
this guy Peepers,
because he has such big eyes.
I love his eyes.
This is Mrs. Fuzzpaw.
She's my favorite.
She's my favorite, too.
The White Lady
doesn't want you here!
If I were to walk
into my kitchen,
the faucet would just come
straight on like that.
Not even a little slow
trickle or anything like that,
but just full on.
- Just full speed.
- Wow!
Or sometimes,
the cabinets would
just fly open
and things would
start coming off.
Over the course
of the next few months,
it got progressively worse.
Rowan, is everything okay?
Okay for me
and okay for my friend,
the White Lady.
But she wants you dead.
- Oh, baby.
- What happened?
You okay?
- Hey!
- Yeah, it was just
a bad dream.
Okay, good.
You really started to scare me.
Me, too.
- I'm fine.
Just go back to sleep.
-Okay.
I decided just not
to tell James about this.
I didn't want him
to make me feel like
I was even crazier
than how I was already
feeling at the time.
Rowan.
Rowan, baby.
Breakfast is ready.
Rowan?
We aren't hungry.
You realize how
you sound, don't you?
Of course, I do.
But listen to me. I saw...
You're just not
making any sense.
Except, that toy didn't have
any batteries in it.
Well, that's okay...
Well, are you sure
the batteries weren't in it?
Or it has like a back-up thing?
Yes, I was sure!
James, I'm worried, okay?
I'm afraid.
I... Yeah.
Uh...
What do you want me to say?
What, you think it's a ghost?
My God!
He thought that
I was just crazy.
"It was just all in my mind,"
that's the way
he rationalized everything,
and never really
took it into consideration
that what I was seeing
and experiencing is real.
Mine.
Amber.
Hey!
- Hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Okay, okay, okay. Hi.
You okay?
Something was off.
I was scared.
I just felt like
I was being controlled,
and I didn't have
any control of myself.
I lost it.
I didn't know what was
going on around me,
but I knew that
I was threatened.
Even after everything
that I started to experience,
it still didn't dawn on me
that things were going
to continue to get worse.
I really didn't know
how to handle my emotions.
Is this what the rest
of my life is going
to be like?
Just being perpetually haunted?
Sometimes, I would get to work
and I would just lay
my head down on my desk
and ignore phone calls,
ignore e-mails.
I was so mentally
and physically
drained, exhausted.
I couldn't think.
I didn't know what to do.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Amber.
Are you okay?
I had a mental breakdown.
I was hyperventilating.
It was one of the worst
anxiety attacks I had ever
experienced in my life.
I couldn't control my emotions.
And I didn't know
what was going on with me.
And at this time,
I gathered a box that I had,
I put all my personal
belongings in it,
and I never went back
to work after that day.
After I quit my job,
James was mad at me.
Things started
to progressively get worse.
Rowan.
Want to help mommy make lunch?
Rowan?
Come on, baby.
Rowan!
Rowan.
The White Lady
says "Hi."
Honey, this White Lady,
she's not nice to me.
That's because she never
had kids of her own.
She loves them
and she wants one.
- She told you that?
- Uh-huh.
Did she tell you
where she came from?
You asked James
to bring her home.
Do you like it?
I love it.
I finally put
two and two together,
that the White Lady
had something to do
with the vanity.
I couldn't do it.
I felt like the vanity
was telling me
don't come close to it.
It had a hold on me.
It was a sickening feeling,
and I hated that
I couldn't fix it.
- Have fun at grandma's, okay?
- I don't want to go.
You need to.
Thanks for dropping
her off for me.
Yeah.
No worries.
You sure you don't
want me to come back?
Not tonight.
Sorry, I'm just tired.
It's okay.
- Try and relax, okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Bye, hun.
Bye!
I knew something
was in the house.
I just wanted my baby
to be safe.
I did start brainstorming
on ideas of finding priests
that were certified
in doing exorcisms.
I thought, maybe they could,
at least, bless my house
or try some sort of cleansing.
But I, unfortunately,
could not find a priest
willing to do so.
Amber.
Amber. Amber.
Amber.
Get out of my house!
Amber.
- Amber. Amber.
- Get out.
Stop it!
The child is mine!
The child is mine.
I vividly remember
being choked.
After I blacked out,
and I came back,
the bath water was running,
the sinks were all turned on.
I really didn't know
what to think.
I was just so confused
and I was petrified.
I was shaking.
I was cold.
James! James, you have
to hurry up.
You have to come back now.
What? Why?
James, you have... Hello?
The child is mine.
My child.
The child is mine.
I want my child.
Where are you?
Get out of my house!
The child is mine.
I needed to get rid
of the vanity.
That's what was causing
all of this mayhem in my life.
I made sure
it burned completely.
After the flames
would die down,
I would fire it up again,
and just really made sure
that every little piece of it
was just done with.
After that day,
I automatically felt
a sense of relief.
It just felt so good again,
like, I could breathe.
Things felt optimistic again,
and I felt like myself.
I felt hope.
It was, honestly,
the most traumatic experience
I'd ever gone through
my entire life.
I do fully blame the vanity
or whatever was
attached to the vanity.
After this happened,
James and I were always
just finding things to get mad
at each other about.
And I honestly feel
like it had a lot
to do with this entity,
this demonic possession,
that took over
the whole household,
tearing us apart.
I've since learned that
it's easy for a demon
to attach itself to
an inanimate object...
as well as humans...
But she wants you dead.
just to try and have
some sort of way to stay here.
I don't work
for a tech company anymore.
But I do bartend now,
which actually makes
fairly decent money.
- So you have
Mrs. Fuzzpaw?
- Yeah.
- And you're all ready now?
- Uh-huh.
- All tucked in?
- Yeah.
Goodnight, my love.
Goodnight. Love you, Mommy.
I love you too.
Okay, no staying up.
Okay.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
Rowan has always been
a relatively compassionate
and open, caring kind of person.
And so, I would say that
even though her
and the White Lady had
some sort of relationship,
it never really changed
who my daughter was.
She talks about things
that happen all the time.
She'll say she sees stuff
from the corner of her eye.
It was pretty chilling
that something
like that happened.
I was just praying,
once I got rid of the vanity,
that particular entity
would just leave.
I do continue to experience
things today,
but nothing like
what I was experiencing
during that moment in time.
I think I'll always
be cautious, just given
what I've gone through.
I'm on edge, a lot,
and I don't feel as safe
as I used to growing up.
Do you have
a supernatural stalker?
We want to tell your story.
Contact us here.