Moving In To Grandparents House

My first experience was many years ago. I was in my mid-twenties and recently married. We had moved into my husband grandpa's house. Sometimes, at night when the house was quiet, we would hear noises of footsteps, which sounded like someone entering the backdoor and walking into the bathroom and back out the door. Sometimes it would enter the second bedroom. Shortly after, we had moved into the home the noises began. When I was unpacking, I put the puzzles and games in the closet of the second bedroom. I had a habit of keeping all gifts that were given to me, (out of respect of the giver) whether I used them or not. Among these puzzles and games was a Ouija. It had been given to me by and ex-sister-in-law as a gift. I did not think much about it at the time. I put it in the closet with the other games and puzzles. Shortly after our first child was born; I began to notice the footsteps even more and they seemed to be entering the second bedroom a lot. This was the bedroom of my newborn. I thought at first it was just my imagination.

One day I was in the living room and my daughter was sleeping in her crib. This cold chill ran through me and a fearful thought out of nowhere made me go check on my baby. She was lying in her crib sleeping on her back. I noticed she was not breathing. I picked her up and blew in her face. She woke-up and everything was fine. From then on I paid closer attention. I would hear noises, but never see anything.

Once we were lying in bed and I woke up with the feeling of some one watching me. My husband was also awake and felt it to. My husband said it is ok, it is grandma. She died here. She is just watching over us. I was unsure how he knew this. I asked later how he knew. My husband said he could just feel it and it smelled like her. I never questioned it afterwards. The footsteps continued on. We never saw grandma watching us in the bedroom afterwards.

One day in the spring time, my husband had built new steps by the kitchen door. The weather was calm and sunny. I was at home alone. I was in the kitchen doing the dishes, when I heard a noise out on the step, which sounded like someone was hammering. I looked out the kitchen door and nothing was there and the hammering noise had stopped. A few minutes later it started again and when looking out the door; it had stopped. I began to feel like someone was playing tricks. The noise started again; I went to the back-door where I could see the kitchen door in my view. I opened the back-door and looked, the noise has stopped and no one was there. A few minutes went by and the noise started again. This time I went out the front-door and walked around to the kitchen door again no one was there, and the noise stopped. When I went back into the house I left the front door open in case the noise started again, and I took off my shoes. When it started again I tip-toed out the front door, and went around to the kitchen door. The hammering continued but no one was there. The hammering noise was where the new steps had been built. There was not even a breeze blowing, and nothing around that could be making this noise. I decide to thank the person for fixing my steps. I said thank you and went back in the house. The noise continued on for about two more hours and then went away.

A friend suggested we destroyed the Ouija board; afterwards you could still hear footsteps once in awhile entering through the back-door into the bathroom. They never entered the second bedroom again, and everything stayed peaceful and calm. Since then we have moved away. I have been working in several nursing homes and have had a few experiencing mostly good but a few unnerving, which I will tell you in future stories.