Before I get into the ghostly experiences that I had in this house and there were many, let me give you a history of the house.
This house had three parts to it - it had a rock covered middle that contained two rooms and two fireplaces and a door going out to the back porch- it was once used as a hunting cable over 100 years ago. On each side of this rock structure a wing was built. One wing contained two large rooms with a fireplace in one room (which contained a door that led to a side porch) - and the other wing contained five rooms (Kitchen w/fireplace and a door that led to the back porch; dining room (with a door leading to the back porch); bathroom and two bedrooms). My late husband, my two sons and I lived mainly in the biggest wing and middle area - the other two rooms were closed off during the winter months and one of the rooms was used for storage. The two wings were over 50 years old. And yes, your calculations are right - this house had 4 fireplaces; three doors leading to the back porch and a door leading to the side porch. Now 4 people died in or near the house, my husband being the last.
My husband (Geoff) of 6 years died from congested heart failure due to complications of diabetes. My husband died approximately 1 a.m. On March 14, 1999. I found him the next morning at approximately 8:00a.m having slept by him all night. Geoff's mother died in a hospital near the house in 1992. His brother was shot and died about a mile from the house and his father died in the house in 1955.
I moved in with Geoff in September 1993. I loved that old house - it was cozy and very roomy. I first started to notice cold drafts just in certain areas of the house and on several occasions felt a presence behind me (mostly in the kitchen). The presence would be so strong that I would talk to it - thinking it was Geoff or one of my children and then turn around to find no one there. I would shrug it off and go about what I was doing.
My oldest son (then 5) came to me and told me that there was a man standing at the foot of his bed the night before and it scared him so bad that he hid under the covers and went to sleep. When I told Geoff this he said that the house was haunted and that he had seen his mother, father and brother in the house one time or another. (I'm thinking "GREAT"!)
Through the years that we lived there (8) - I have seen shadows moving through the rooms and my sons were always hearing footsteps in their rooms.
One day Geoff and I were sitting in our bedroom watching TV when my two sons come running into our bedroom and said a man was at the door and wanted to know if we were at home.
**The door that the man came to was the door off from the rock structured part of the house - no one ever came to that door - there would have been no reason. As I have said before all doors with the exception of one led to the back porch and any visitors always knew to come to the kitchen door - because when you drove up to the house the first door that you would see would be the kitchen door. Off the back porch there were 12 acres of land and in front of the house (the road front) you could see far up the road each way.**
Anyway back to the story:
Geoff and I got up to see who it was - when we got to the door no one was there - Geoff went outside and went around the house and saw no one - we would have heard a car if this person had one and if this man was on foot we would have seen him before he got anywhere too far. That little incident puzzled me for a while.
As I mentioned my husband, Geoff died in that house. After a while I remarried and I shared the house with my new husband Mike. Mike and I were watching TV. One night in the rock structured part of the house when all of the sudden we both heard this breezy moan behind Mike's recliner. I looked at Mike but did not say anything. Mike looked at me and asked me if I heard that - I replied that I had and that it was Geoff. Mike said it was the wind but the wind was not blowing that night. I knew that it was Geoff I could feel his presence. Geoff was a very opinionated man - and I think he was showing his disapproval of Mike.
Right after Mike and I married we had his family over to the house for a cookout. Mike's grandmother pulled Mike to the side and told him that she was sorry but she would NEVER come back to our house because there were bad spirits in the house.
I'm sorry that this was such a long story - and this will be the longest of all my stories. Mike's grandmother was not the only one to "feel" uneasy in that house - several of my friends told me (after I sold the place and moved) that they too felt like something was there and that they would never figure out why I was not scared to stay there at night - but I had grown accustomed to all the shadows and other things - and it really never bothered me.