Parramatta Gaol (jail) closed its doors in 2011. It first opened in 1798 which made it Australia’s oldest serving correctional centre – although in 1910 it operated as a mental hospital for eight years.
I teamed up with the Australian Paranormal Phenomenon Investigators – a very difficult name to say so the acronym APPI works well. I liked them from the outset – they weren’t lunatics. Just a team of like mined people searching old and abandoned buildings. They desperately wanted to find a ghost as did their tourists – unfortunately none were to be found. But they were heard. Judging by the fear shown at each creepy sound I am sure an actual sighting would have seen them jumping the prison walls – faster than any prisoner could have ever dreamed of doing.
At one stage I ventured off on my own to take photographs of Prison Wing 6. The guides explained this was the wing with the most paranormal activity. This didn’t worry me, until I got there. Standing in a deserted three level prison wing with nobody around is a bit creepy. It was dark and there were noises – I stood still and tried to image what night would have been like for the prisoners. Hundreds of men locked behind doors. Their thoughts of family, revenge and survival. I felt very sad. Parramatta Gaol is not a happy place.
Parramatta Gaol – Haunted or Not?
I am not sure if Parramatta Jail is haunted or not. But it has all the indigents. Some of the tourists on the tour honestly believed there was activity – the guides certainly do. The sadness, suicides, deaths and cruelty over the past two hundred years has to have left some form of energy behind – are there souls who fear to pass to the next? Perhaps trapped by their own guilt? Or the fear of further punishment in the afterlife?
I imagine this place would be ideal for a paranormal psychic reading. And then as if I had willed it I discovered some of the guides and tourists “Table Tipping“. This practice dates back to Europe in the mid 1800’s – and some say it is better than a Ouija Board. I am not sure if they managed to engage any spirits but they certainly tried.
As we departed I felt sorry for the security guard who manned Parramatta Gaol. He heard our stories of ghosts and paranormal activity – and I asked him what it was like after all the ghost hunters had departed and he was left on his lonesome? He gave me a knowing look of fear.