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When I lived on my grandpa's farm I use to swear the barn was haunted. I use to go in there at night to neck with some of the local farmer's daughters. We would always hear weird noises and things would fall for no apperant reason.
Grandma said it was just one of the barn cats. She was probly right, but it's more fun to think that it was haunted.
My dad told me that when he first bought our house he seen a little girl walking around once. He hasn't seen it since we fixed it up though, but I have. I was laying on the couch one night during a lightning storm. The power was out so I was just sitting there in the dark listening to the radio. When there was a flash of lightning, I looked out the doorway facing into the hallway and I seen an old fashion dress. The kind that get really wide at the bottom. All I seen was the right side of the dress as if the little girl was peeking around the corner looking at me. I'm starting to freak myself out now, I have to think happy thoughts before I go to bed......
We have a guy that occasionally walks down the hall or to the front door. Happens more right before holidays. We also have a ghost kitty. Most of the time you only see the tip of its tail swishing around as it walks out of a room. Occasionally it'll jump on the bed while I'm trying to sleep. I'll feel what I think is one of our cats jump up and I reach back to pet it and I get nothing but cold air.
The house my mom grew up in was haunted. A guy was stabbed to death during a party in her bedroom, before her parents owned the house. It was built back in the late 1800's. All my aunts and uncles have stories of the ghost walking downstairs, or standing over their bed at night.
I lived in a haunted house with my brother and parents about 4 years ago. All most every night about 11pm you would here the stairs creaking, like someone was coming down them. My mom would always set her coffee cup down in one spot then find it in another spot. Just wierd stuff like that, nothing to that was too freaky.
What we were told by the landlord was that the house was built in 1864. The people that built it had came over on the oregon trail. They had a daughter that was 17 and died in the house while giving birth. Now whether it's true or not I don't know, but it made a great story to freak out friends when they would come over.
The house my mom grew up in was haunted. A guy was stabbed to death during a party in her bedroom, before her parents owned the house. It was built back in the late 1800's. All my aunts and uncles have stories of the ghost walking downstairs, or standing over their bed at night.
the house I live in now is my wife's grandparent's house. When I first started visiting, I thought her grandmother was getting up through the night and shffling her feet down the hallway, and in the morning the bedroom door was open, but it can't open by itself, as the doorway is out of square, and would drag on the floor. I was told that grandma didn't get up through the night, that was grandpa, who had passed away a few years before. Now, we haven't had that happen for a while, but my daughter died in an accident here, and her bedroom door today opened itself 3 times through the day, and at one point, my wife swore she saw her sleeping in her bed when she looked in there last night. (Halloween night, no less!)
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