The house i grew up in was about a hundred years old and from the time i was a child there were always strange noises in this house. One recurring noise especially was the sound of a womans footsteps running up and down the stairs. I would usually hear this when I was in my room, one of the walls of which adjoined the enclosed stairwell from the front porch to the second floor. Also lights would go on or off at peculiar times, often when you were talking with someone about the noises. There was also at times a feeling of not being alone in the house even when there was no one else there, as well as a feeling of goosebumps or "coldspots" that didnt seem to have a fixed location.
As I got older and wondered more and more about what exactly was going on I did some reasearch and found a book that recommended talking to the "entity" or what ever to encourage it to make itself more evident. I did this.
The results were pretty interesting. As I attempted to communicate with what ever it was I eventually got the feeling that they (turned out to be more than one) were following me around the house, which was ok, they werent really threatening. The only problem with this was that if I would suddenly reverse my course (for instance halfway up the stairs I would remember something I'd forgotten downstairs) I would run through a coldspot and all the hairs on my neck and arms would stand up
I might have thought that I was imagining all of this except that other people experienced it too. I had friends over about once a week to play poker or sometimes people would come over to just hang out, the entities would make themselves scarce when I had company, they were a little shy. We played poker/hung out in an upstairs living room, with a darkened hallway just outside its door. Ocaisionally while I had company a shadow would move in the hallway that looked for all the world like something sticking its head around the doorjamb to see what was going on. Someone would ocaisionally notice this and say, "Whats that?" if I thought they were open minded enough for the explanation I'd tell them, otherwise I would just say, "What? What are you talking about?". This hallway was a favorite place of theirs and sometimes you could hear the floorboards there creak as if someone were walking across them. Also in just the right light, not completely dark but not very much light, you could see them. THeir appearance was as if they were clouds of tiny pinpoint lights of various blue-puple-green colors with some yellow points, the were very faint and too much or too little light would ruin the chance to catch them.
The impression I had of these things was that they were a man and woman, I dont know exactly what they were really though, I dont think they were living or concious in the way we are, on the other hand I dont think they were spirits of the dead either
They were strange in the sense that they were outside conventional experience, but they were in no way sinister, in fact I felt some affection for them, sort of like I've felt for pets that I've owned. After the house sold I worried about them a little and hoped that they would settle in ok with the new family. I actually thought about going back and checking on them, but couldnt think of a good way to explain to the new owners what I wanted to do there
My personal theory is that they were impressions that former occupants of the house had left on it somehow.
I did live in a house after that where there was a noticable stationary cold spot that had a decidely sinister feel to it that other people noticed too. I didnt want to know any more about that so didnt investigate. Every other place Ive lived seemd pretty clean.
Being more of a rationalist than not, Im still conflicted about this, what exactly it was etc. I guess that sometimes life experience presents you with things for which your views make no provision.
Ok. Thats mine. So now you guys think im delusional, right?
