[Lumen Miner (Mitchell)]

My parents owned an original homestead in Beecroft, Sydney. One of the first built on Copeland Rd. It's on a battleaxe block, over 100m from the nearest house.

One day I was laying on my bed, talking to my GF on the phone. My parents and friends with young children were over, but were leaving soon.

I spent a good hour or three on the phone, all the noise had died down outside so I had assumed they were well and truley gone.

My GF remember my reaction on the ph, she did not hear what I did though.

As I was laying there I heard a very distinctive young girls voice (I assumed it was the youngest girl amy) say, "When are we going to leave?".
Startled a bit by this, I relayed to my GF my surprise they hadn't left yet.

I jumped up to go see why they hadn't gone. I opened the door to find a pitch black house (as would be expected normally, we don't leave lights on).

Not a sound nor a squeak. Dead silent. No one home. They had gone hours earlier.


That voice was clear as day, young girls "When are we going to leave?"