This experience happened in my Auntie Robyn and her husband, my Uncle Tommy's house. The house is a VERY old farmhouse, she tells me it's over 100 years old. The house has belonged to my Uncle's family (He married into my family) for two generations, his mother and father owned it first, then when he got married, he inherited the house. His father died when he was young, I'm not sure how old, since he doesn't talk about it.
Tommy's father, Anthony, was an amazing photographer. He developed all his photos in his home, his 'Dark Room' is located in the basement. Now a days the 'Dark Room' only has my Aunt and Uncle's junk in it.
Now to my encounter. So every summer my younger brother and I go spend a week at my Aunt's house. She doesn't have a guest room, but half of her basement is finished, so we sleep on our inflatable mattress. Since I'm 14, my Aunt and Uncle decided one night to go out for a couple of drinks, leaving me to watch my younger brother, and just keep an eye on their sleeping children (Age 4 and 2, then).
So that night I watched a movie with my younger brother, like any other night, and then he fell asleep on the recliner he was sitting on. It was almost midnight, so I logged onto Facebook and chatted with my friend, who I knew would be up. We talked for about and hour and a half before my Aunt and Uncle returned home. They returned home at about 12:45 in the morning, with McDonald's as a present for waiting up and keeping an eye on things. By 1:15 am, we had all said goodnight, and agreed to let Carson stay asleep on the recliner in the living room. I went down to the basement and turned on the TV. I watched TV until like 2. I then decided to fall asleep, not even 10 minutes went by before I heard,
"Kendyl" whispered clear as day in my ear.
I know it wasn't anyone in the house, because I did not hear ANYONE come down the stairs, and the stairs are noisy.
I told my aunt about my story, and she said that she's also heard her name whispered in her ear, she said that her kids were out at her Mother-in-law's apartment, which is right outside the house. And that Tommy was at work, she was resting in her room, and just like I did hear "Robyn" in her ear.
I personally think that it was the spirit of Anthony, who died of a heart attack, (I'm not sure if it was in the house, when he died). And since my encounter was right across the room from the 'Dark Room', I really thought it was him. The weirdest fact is, neither my Aunt or myself ever met Anthony, but both of our name's are frequently said in the house, her's since she runs a day care and is referred to as 'Miss Robyn', and both of my younger cousins adore my brother and I, our names also are used a lot.
Besides my Aunt, all of my other family members make fun of me for this, besides my Aunt, only one other adult believes me, and that's my Uncle's friend Steve. The day after, he reassured me, saying, "It was probably Tommy's father. Don't worry about it."
This is the only experience I've had in this house, and in a couple of weeks, I'm going to stay for a week or so, so I plan on trying to talk to 'Anthony' with my EVP recorder.