Post #121128 by finkdaddy on Fri, Oct 22, 2004 12:22 PM

The farm house that I grew up in was haunted. I don't know exactly when it was built, but there was a huge wooden support beam in the basement that had people's names carved into it with date that went back to the mid 1800's.

I remember going to see the house for the first time with my dad. I must have been 8 or 9 years old. While we were looking in the massive kitchen (evey room was massive, and 6 bedrooms), I remember asking my dad who all the people upstairs were. I could clearly hear people talking and moving around. But of course, when we went upstairs, no one was there.

Doors would always slam, light bulbs would burn out at the same time each week. The light thing was so common that we would stock up on bulbs in anticipation of 'light changing day'. Both my dad and my sister claim to have seen a little girl on separate occations, and by brother saw a man in a hat appear and disappear in the barn behind the house. Mostly though, it was sounds of people talking or just a 'feeling' that someone was there.

One time my sister and I ran to the basement because my mom was screaming. We found her standing in front of a dozen or so dead field mice laid out head to tail in a perfect simi-circle in front of the furnace.

The house doesn't exist anymore. The land was sold and now it is a parking lot for an industrial park.

Sometimes I still get the wierd 'someone is watching' feeling. I often wonder if I may be more sensitive to the feeling because I grew up with it, or maybe most people feel it but don't associate it with being a nearby spirit. Or maybe it's something completely different. Who knows?