My grandma lived in an old two-story house in Oklahoma. My sisters, cousin, and I pretty much grew up there. The upstairs rooms always seemed creepy to the four of us. We never wanted to go up there, it always seemed that someone was hiding and watching when we would go up there.
It has been told that there was a woman that lived there before our grandma. The woman was always looked as if she was depressed and always stayed to herself. One night, she was seen walking down the road towards the train tracks. She stood on the tracks and was hit by a train. People would say that her spirit was still in the house and that at 10:00 pm every night you could hear a woman scream.
Our grandma told us nothing like that ever happened. It was just a story to keep all the kids in the neighborhood off the railroad tracks, and if we did hear anything or sensed anything it was just our imagination. Nothing was ever mentioned anymore about the woman and we never mentioned the uneasy feelings we would have of being watched; anyway, not to an adult.
Our grandma passed away my senior year in high school. Not too long after I graduated I had gotten married. I and my husband at the time was looking for a place to live, his sister was living in my grandmas' house at the time and said we should talk to the owner cause she was fixing to move. We talked to the owner and everyone came to an agreement that my husband and I would take over paying the rent and move in as soon as my sister-in-law had moved. A few months later we had moved into the house and everything seemed to be fine.
I had a job working in a nursing home while we lived in the house. I found out from a nurse that lived next door that my grandma had passed away in that nursing home. I learned how bad things had gotten for my grandma before she had passed away.
A few months later I had hurt my back from lifting a patient. I called into work and told them I wouldn't be coming to work that night. Later that night after I had gone to bed I was laying on my side facing my husband. I was having problems going to sleep because of my back hurting so bad. After about 30 minutes of tossing and turning, I felt as if someone had sat on the side of the bed. I didn't move or anything just layed there. A few minutes later, I felt a hand on the lower part of my back and a warm feeling like a heat pack. This lasted a few seconds and the pain was gone. I then felt the person get up from the bed. At this time I was curious, so I looked over my shoulder and saw a shadow going up the stairs.