I married my husband in October of 2007. Shortly after that, probably around February of 2008, we began to remodel our home. My husband had bought the house in 1979, when he was about 25 years old. He bought it from an older married couple who were moving out of state to be near their children since they were getting on in years and didn't want to be so far away from them.
My husband had essentially left the house as he bought it, except for painting and wall papering some rooms and stuff that his ex-wife had done. The only major work that had been done before we married was he had taken out a wall on the south side of the house and added a music room.
After we married we decided, (because our children were grown and it was just us living there) that we would take out the extra bedroom and basically make the house an 'open floor plan' type. We took out the bedroom walls, enlarged the kitchen and added French doors in place of a window in the west wall. Everything looked airy and light and much larger than before.
It took us several months to complete the work because my husband and brother were doing the work on their own on available weekends.
Before they started the work, I have to say I'd never really felt anything out of place in the house. A few times I had woke up in the middle of the night, thinking I'd heard or felt something, but I was never sure and never afraid.
So anyway, one of the first things that was done, was to knock out the extra bedroom's walls. It really looked different and I could already see how much bigger the house was going to seem without those walls there. That night we fell asleep quickly, but something woke me up about 2 am or so. I looked at my husband, thinking he had bumped me or something but he was fast asleep on his side of the bed. I got up to go to the bathroom and as I stepped into the hallway, I saw a shadow moving in what had been the extra bedroom. At first I thought that I was seeing things since I had just woke up. I stopped at the door of our bedroom and waited a few seconds. I looked again and saw that the shadow thing was still there and moving around as if in confusion.
It would walk toward what used to be a wall, stop and turn and walk in the other direction. I felt confusion and anxiety coming from the shadow, but I wasn't afraid. I was about to wake up my husband when the shadow just faded away. I went back to bed, (without going to the bathroom!) and finally fell asleep. I didn't say anything to my husband at all. I've always been sensitive to moods, atmosphere, etc and though he knows that, I try not to talk too much about it.
In the days that followed, whenever I was alone in the house, I would get a sense that something or someone was watching me. I felt a little uncomfortable, naturally, but not really frightened. Then my husband and brother began to 'misplace' tools and such, or their electrical tools wouldn't work and they couldn't figure out why. After they had worked with it for awhile and turned the breakers on and off a few times, they would go back to working. There had never been any problems with the electricity in the house before, but since it was so old, they rewired everything. That seemed to take care of that problem, but they still spent a lot of time looking for things! I asked my husband at that time how old this house was, but he doesn't know. The people that owned it were the builders and they had been living here for many years. He doesn't remember their names, only that they moved out of state shortly after the sale. I would guess though, that in 'house years', it's quite young, probably less than seventy anyway.
One evening I was cooking in the kitchen, this was before we had moved it, so it was still the 'old kitchen' and I felt this presence just come up behind me. It was freezing cold against my back and I had chills run all over me. I wasn't afraid, but I knew I wasn't alone. I turned around and (very bravely, I think!) said "What do you want?" I didn't get a verbal answer, but I felt as if whatever it was, was confused and wanting to ask me something. Eventually the feeling went away and I felt alone again.
Several other things like this happened while we were working on the house, but I'll just tell one more thing. When my husband and brother were putting in a new attic door, my husband was in the attic by himself. Suddenly, he called down and said, "What?!" My brother and I asked him who he was talking to and he said, "One of you asked me 'why are you doing this?'! Well, neither one of us had asked anything like that. He was pretty freaked out and hurried up and finished what he was doing and came back down. He won't go back up there even now!
He's never felt anything out of the ordinary before or since, (he says), but every once in a while, when I'm alone, I feel that same presence or whatever close by. I've tried to talk to it and say that we're sorry if we've disturbed anything and we won't do anything else, but it still comes back.
Could we have somehow disturbed a spirit or something while we were remodeling? I wish I could research the history of this house, but I have no idea how to start. Any suggestions or insights would be greatly appreciated.