My story begins in an old house built around 1843. This home had over 17 rooms, a summer kitchen as well as a tunnel (filled in with large stones) that went under the house and to the barns out in the field. My very dear friend and I were always interested in old homes and especially the paranormal so we one day decided to call upon any spirits that may have been in her house. We were very serious for being 15 years old. We meant no harm to any of the spirits that may have been surrounding the house and the land. I think they knew that as well. Unexplained occurrences didn't begin happening right off the bat.
We were excited about the opportunity to learn everything we could regarding the history of the house. During our research is when the odd occurrences began to happen.
One afternoon while my friend and I were in her home alone, we heard the side door to the kitchen open and close as if someone had come into the house. We immediately stopped what we were doing and listened as we heard footsteps coming up the back staircase. Just to be silly, I crouched down and peered underneath the crack in the door thinking I wasn't going to see anything. I was shocked when I saw a tiny set of brown boots looking back at me. I quickly stood up, and opened the door to find that the landing was empty. My friend and I quickly began a search of the house to find that we were indeed alone.
This is the very first of many incidents that happened in her house. There were many more occurrences that truly made us feel that we were not alone. I'd love to post more of the strange occurrences that happened to us.
Thanks for reading my story.