About a year ago my mother, myself, my dog, and my two children moved into a historic neighborhood called Corn Hill. Our apartment used to be an old Victorian home and has since turned into a lower apartment and an upper apartment with an attic (which made me physically ill to go in).
The first night we were there I was lying in my room which was located in the kitchen area when all of a sudden I heard a drawer fly open. I paid no attention to it until I heard it again. I went into the kitchen and shut the drawer. As a test I opened it to see if maybe it was lose. The drawer was very hard to pull open so needless to say that freaked me out! The next night I heard little feet running around the kitchen (my kids were fast asleep).
The next day I asked my neighbor if they might have any idea who lived there before me... He told me that he didn't know of anything odd occurring in my apartment but he did tell me that there used to be an Orphanage right around my area that burned down in the early 1900's. 30 children died! I was a little unnerved as you may expect.
The next night I heard a baby crying from somewhere in my apartment (I couldn't pinpoint the location) and asked my mother if she heard it. She told me she's been hearing that baby for a while. My dog was the one that confirmed my fears...
One night I was sitting in the living room with no lights on watching TV... From where I was sitting I saw a dark small figure in the hallway... So did my dog. The hair on his back stood on end and he started barking. I couldn't take my eyes off this thing! I got up and started walking towards it when it kind of backed up and disappeared... Well long story short we moved a few months later only to relocate to a new haunted house across the street from a cemetery but that's a different story!
If anyone has similar experiences I would love to hear from ya!