FOR a while now I’ve been thinking my house is haunted.

Over the last few weeks, I lost my wallet three times.

The other day I went home, had my wallet in my tracksuit pants pocket, zipped up. When I got out of the car, I felt for my phone and my wallet. All still there.

Then I went inside, sat down with baby on the couch and watched TV, and my wallet was still there - zipped up in my pocket.

Then I was thirsty so I got up, got a drink and it was still there.  Now it’s gone. I’ve looked everywhere, at home, at the Club, it’s nowhere .

Other things have gone missing too. My pink board shorts are gone and so is Lewis junior’s green jumpsuit.  I’ve had this feeling about it. Something isn’t right.

On Monday night, I knew it. This evil spirit we call Mumari came round while I was sleeping in the middle of the night.

My dad and my grandparents have taught me a bit and Mumari is a hairy creature that lives in the bush, that will follow you home and try and get you.

We learn you should leave the bush before sunset otherwise Mumari can follow you home. But it can also follow you home if you leave anything behind in the bush, even a piece of your hair.

So when we leave the bush we pick up everything, even those bits of hair that get caught on trees, so that Mumari can’t follow us home.

I don’t know when, but I must have left something in the bush back in Bunbury when I was there last time.  

So the other night I was in the lounge room asleep with baby when I felt this pressure on my chest. I didn’t really know what was happening. I tried to yell out to Jess, but I couldn’t make a sound.

Then I realised Mumari was sitting on my chest, squashing it. My mum had always told me to sleep on my side, because if Mumari comes it’s not good if you’re on your back. I couldn’t move, so I prayed to God that Mumari would go away.

I tell you, there have been sightings caught on video of Mumari in the Quairading area back home in Western Australia.

I don’t know about all of the Indigenous stories, but there are a few things I know about, like Mumari.

I also know that when one of those willy wag-tail birds - or ‘jiddy jiddy’ as we call them - is around and sort of following you, then that means there’s danger around, like someone might get sick or die or something bad could happen.

I remember once, my cousin was outside with his baby, and he saw a jiddy jiddy. Then he looked at his baby lying on the ground, and there was a big spider walking towards him.

I will have to check with my dad, but to get rid of this Mumari that’s bothering me I think I have to burn some green leaves.

So be careful, and if you see the evil, hairy Mumari, tell him I want my wallet back…and Lewis junior wants his jumpsuit.