My ghost story started a few days ago. I was home alone and nobody was going to be home until 6:00 pm later that day (this happened at about 4:30). Anyway I was sitting downstairs in the kitchen with my dog. I was making a sandwich when I heard one of the doors moving upstairs. I thought it was the wind and continued.
About 10 minutes later I heard the door moving again so I decided to go upstairs and shut the window; however, when I got up there all of the windows were closed. At that moment I panicked and thought someone was in the house so I began creeping around looking in all the rooms. I couldn't find anyone, but I was curious on why the door had been moving.
When we first moved into the house we thought it was haunted as there was always this one room upstairs that was always cold at all times of the year.
At that moment I started panicking even more thinking that the house was haunted, then I swear I saw the silhouette of a woman standing in one of the doorways. I quickly ran downstairs to the kitchen and put the lead on the dog. I went out the back way and took the dog out. Nobody was in when I got back but I had forgotten all about the door, until I was laying on my bed about to drift off when I heard what sounded like saucepan lids being smashed together. I panicked again but quickly calmed down again and fell asleep.
I haven't told anyone about this story so you will be the first to know. I don't know what to do about it. I haven't heard or seen anything since this happened but the cold room seems to have got colder than usual.
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