Life In My Cousin's Home

I have experienced many different paranormal moments so far in life. Both homes that I spent the majority of my life in had a good amount of activity. However, it was the house my cousin grew up in in Hamilton, Ontario that had the most consistent and ongoing activity.

To begin with, my aunt and uncle still live in the house. There is still much paranormal activity happening in their home. The activity that happens the most often is the sounds of walking. Personally, stories of footsteps can be a bit suspect to me. Often in my own experience if I think I heard footsteps I will analyze the sound over and over in my head to make sure it was actually the sound of someone walking, and not just the settling of floorboards, or the forced air kicking on, or the wind making the house creak. But these footsteps always feel so different because they are so unmistakable, and they happen over a very large amount of space.

Firstly, I have been hearing these footsteps since I was a child. And anyone I talk to in my family about them has been hearing them just as long. The house is a back split. Off the kitchen are two sets of stairs, one going up and one doing down. Down leads to their living room and up to the bathroom and bedrooms. If you sit in the living room (which is directly under the bedrooms) at any time of day or night, you will hear someone walking from my aunt and uncle's room at the back of the house to the top of the stairs which are in the middle of the house. It's only one set of footsteps and it always stops at the stairs. If you stand and look up the stairs you won't see anything.

I used to pet-sit their dog every summer. One year I decided to track when I heard the steps and when the A/C came on. I thought that perhaps it was just the house creaking as the air turned on and moved through the vents. Turns out they don't match up even a little. I also tracked things like where the dog was when I heard the steps, what the weather was like, what time of day or night it was, and who else was in the house. Absolutely nothing could account for the footsteps.

Another experience happened to my aunt just a little while ago. She had gotten home from work and my uncle was still at work and my cousin was at school. The house was empty. So she locked the front door when she got in and went to do some laundry in the basement. While she was down there she heard the front door open and footsteps come into the house. Thinking it was my uncle, she went up to see him. When she got upstairs she saw the front door sitting open a few inches. She went to shut it and when she was a few feet from the door she heard a voice say her name right behind her head. She whipped around, and no one was there. A few moments later my cousin came through the door and as it opened all the way my aunt could see that her husband's car was not in the driveway.

The last story I have is something that has happened on at least two different occasions. The first time this happened my cousin was alone in her room. She was sitting on her bed and watching TV. From across the room, about 6 feet, a bottle of nail polish sitting on her dresser hurtled towards her bed. She got up and left the room and called my sister. On the second occasion my aunt was in the room with her and multiple things on her dresser flew off and towards them sitting on the bed. Again these things would have to move at least 6 feet from their resting place on the dresser to hit her bed.

These are just a few of the many experiences that have happened in this house. I thought I'd share them with you all. They are regular and not aggressive. Even the objects being thrown did not hit anyone and did not come close to hitting anyone. I think the one that we hear walking must be some kind of residual haunting because it is always the same path from the same spot in their bedroom to the very top of the stairs and that's it. I'd love to hear your thoughts, though!