Any Of You Ever lived In A Haunted House?

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Hehe, My ma's house was haunted. No one had been in the attic since the 1970s and we often heard human-like foot steps across the celeing. My dad climbed up there one day, nothing there. I have always been scared silly of spirits. But I know some are good and are protectors. I hope one finds my chickens and protects them from them freaken coons!
 
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My question is how could you wait a couple months before seeing what was in the room? That would have been the first thing I'd have done.
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Creepy story!
 
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My grandfather used to tell us the tale of the ghost 'coon at the old farmstead. He would swear he 'killed' that raccoon at least fifteen times, but he'd never find the body. Swore it could run through walls, would lead dogs into traps, and could open combination locks.

I'm still not sure if he was putting me on.
 
I used to work in a store that had a ghost.
I would be the first employee to arrive in the morning. I would hear, what I thought was my Boss talking on the phone in the office upstairs. The light would be lit up for that phone line.
One day I didn't go downstairs right away to my section. I heard my Boss upstairs talking and then saw my Boss walk thru the front dood of the store. Gasp! The light on that phone line went dead.
I said to her I thought you were upstairs? She said nobody should be upstairs. She went up, nobody was there.
I asked her if she usually came in early, she said no. Told what I saw and heard, she laughed said it was "The Ghost". Turns out everybody knew about the ghost but me. They said they thought it was the former owner who had a heart attack in the store.

I worked in a warehouse that had a male ghost. You would see him walking toward you out of the corner of your eye but if you looked directly, nothing was there.
Stuff would be moved in the morning. He wasn't scarey, just curious.
There was talk of him being a Airman that died on the property when it was Airforce barracks during WW2.

When I was little I used to see extra people but I don't see them anymore, Thank-God it was frightening.
 
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My grandfather used to tell us the tale of the ghost 'coon at the old farmstead. He would swear he 'killed' that raccoon at least fifteen times, but he'd never find the body. Swore it could run through walls, would lead dogs into traps, and could open combination locks.

I'm still not sure if he was putting me on.

That reminds me of a cat we used to have when I was younger. When we found her she had just had 3 kittens. When we first brought her home we kept her and the kittens in a bedroom. No open window, no holes in the wall, door closed. Somehow, she kept getting out. All night, we'd put her back in, and a couple minutes later there she was, licking her paws on the couch or table. It was mystifying!

I think I've lived in a haunted house. It was a creepy one too. When I was home alone I often heard footsteps downstairs and doors closing, and I'd go down and find no one home. At night in my bedroom I heard footsteps, and the sounds of my things being rustled around. The dog would often raise his hackles and growl when I was home by myself with him at night, or the cats would stare fixated at some part of the room. I had an old broken grandfather clock in my bedroom and once my friend screeched and said she saw the pendulum moving, and that the hands weren't in the same place as they were before. One time I woke up to my radio turned on and to a different station. That house gave me the heebie jeebies and I always felt as though someone were watching me in a way I've never felt in any other house. The last time I felt creeped out like that was at the last house I lived in over a year ago, in the basement. Gave me the same sort of bad feeling, I didn't like it. The house I'm in now though is fine, although there is an old abandoned house on the property that's full of trash that I don't like, and it creeps me out to be in the yard at night alone.
 
I haven't lived in a haunted house but I lived next door to an an old country cemetary with no other houses around . . . let me tell you that cemetary was the noisiest neighbors I have ever had ever! They woke me up almost every night, I would ask my husband to please go turn off the TV, before I woke up enough to remember we didn't have one!
 
I used not to believe in ghost until I moved into a 111 year old house.

So many odd things happen that it is hard to deny that something was there. Maybe there is a rational explanation, but I don't know.

Our ghost was not mean, just annoying.

One morning I slept late. I woke up to something tugging my pillow. Thinking it was one of the kids, I told my child to wait. Another tug. I was coming fully awake now, but I just wanted to lay in bed a few moments. I told my child to sit on the couch. Another harder tug. I told the child that I would make breakfast in a moment. A tug so hard that if I hadn't been holding onto the pillow it would have been jerked out from under my head. I sat up because I was angry. Not only was my bedroom door shut but no one was in the room with me. I shouted to the ghost, "Okay, I am up." And ran out of the room. My kids were all still asleep. I figured if something wanted me awake that badly, I should just get up. LOL

It also liked to run around the upstairs. One night I walked up the stairs and shouted at it to stop or it would wake my kids. The running halted immediately.

Yeah. Like a nut I talked to the whatever it was.
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