I lived in this very old duplex in a Historical village
The old man Harold , who owned this old duplex since he acquired it as a young man.
anyway he used to pick up the rent for years …when one day he was rambling on about the house and telling me that once upon a time it used to be a boarding house ,
and at the time the side entrances into the house were actually the front entrances. when the street was first made the house was the first one at the time, and People traveling, and looking for lodgings,and water for their horses would tie their horses out front (side now) and inquire about food and lodgings within.
He said there was about four rooming areas at the time…
and later on as they developed the street facing the side direction..which left this house the only one facing the wrong way. We always wondered why the house was sideways?
Anyway soon after Harold the old owner pasted away,and things started really happening & people started seeing and hearing things that they didn’t previously believe existed started making everyone a little uncomfortable to say the least.
The First time the word Ghost even speculated into our heads was when
my 2 year old son ran downstairs into my arms, tears falling down his puffy cheeks crying about the brown hair boy riding on his rocking horse and won’t get off!
Of course when we checked there was nothing on his horse.
We tried to think of other explanations
but a boy Ghost? No he must had a dream we thought.
..One day someone bought a rather large trash bag of old toys in ..and even before my 2 year old son could play with them….they started making noise all by their selves. More and more we were hearing Music boxes , and toys with pull strings …would just start making music or playing right out of the blue ,at many different times of the day and night? With no one near them?
..we all looked to each other.. but MOM just said calmly its the little boy ghost he’s just checking them out..
Another incident was when I was getting ready to go out.
I could see behind me in the mirror.and in its reflection was a strangely dressed woman looking at me… When I turned around there was nothing.
My cousin came to visit ,and was staying in my sons room when he came down and asked if the house was spooked?
We said why looking at each other because we all had our incidents by this time that we had shared between each other ,but not my cousin. That I ..have left out of the blog for times sake anyway we asked him why, and he said he turned his head and saw a small boy and recently a tall blond man… At that moment I knew he had actually seen them as I had myself One night as I was laying down to sleep I rolled over and I looked up and saw a tall blond man with no shirt on
walking directly towards me … As he leaned over me I froze as he disappeared right though me. Before You could say boo! I was up and down the stairs on the couch for the rest of the night. This stuff happened often I’d fine the blond man coming towards my bed but he always disappeared?
Well the final episode happened again to me ….around a yr and half later.
Ijust put my son down on his bed for a nap, and was waiting for him to fall completely so I could get some chores done.
when all of a sudden I looked up and saw a family “the blond man, his wife, a little girl and the small boy there.”
Right in front of me…..but not quite.. as I could see them in such detail but also right though them.
They were dressed old fashioned .the mother and daughter in long dresses with bonnets the little girl had a hand warmer that she put both of her hand into.
both dresses were long but the woman’s to the floor, the little girls was around 6″ above ankle..she wore tights and boots to her ankles also.
and the son was dressed in little nickers…My heart stopped as I took in all the details and then I just froze in a panic I’d seen spirits before but this time I realized the wife and her husband were actually discussing me??
my heart was pounding out of my chest! They looked calm, as they looked to me then back at eachother? Was it about him coming in my room?
I was scared to death ,I squeezed my eyes shut and repeatedly begged them to go away.. To go to the white light! ..telling them I couldn’t handle this …and thankfully they did.
The next week when Harold’s son was over collecting the rent
I asked him about what his father said about the houses old structure, and about it really being a rooming house.
He said yes it was true… but then there was a fire ,and a family was caught in it and died one night. At the time they kept what was left of the structure and changed it into a duplex.
That is my story believe it or not….but it’s True!