This story takes place in a very old farm house where my best friend, Sassy, grew up. The house is still in her family but no one lives there full time. This house is on an old dirt road with an old red barn and sometimes a few of us will go out there for a bonfire or cookout. I had my son's graduation party there.
The master bedroom is on the main floor and there are 2 more bedrooms upstairs. Tons of character! The basement, on the other hand, is pretty creepy. The furnace, washer and dryer are down there, along with an old heavy wooden door that's under the stairs. I've NEVER opened that door and don't plan to. My friend told me it's a room with a dirt floor and it's under the kitchen. Very creepy vibe!
I was down there one evening finishing up laundry. I was the only person in the house and a feeling came over me to get out of that basement. I've never felt that way before or since, but got the heck out of there.
One Sunday in the fall, Sassy and I were out at the farmhouse. She was cleaning inside and I worked outside. We were both inside when closing up the house and walked out together.
The following Wednesday Sassy went back out to the house to check on some mail she thought she left. When she walked in she heard a strange noise coming from the master bedroom. At first, she thought it sounded like an air conditioning unit that was used in the summer time but it was sitting on the floor unplugged. Turns out, the sound was coming from a drawer in the vanity table. When she opened the drawer there was a blow dryer going off. It was very hot and could've burned down that house! Seriously, that was not on when we left the house 3 days before! This blow dryer was an older version. It didn't have a toggle switch but a sliding switch you could move up or down. My first thought was maybe a mouse got in that drawer and bumped it but that switch took more effort than a mouse could muster.
Sassy's husband will not spend the night in that house. He had a dream there was a dark figure standing at the top of the stairs and it's stayed with him for years. Other family members have heard strange sounds and Sassy's brother won't stay out there unless he has his gun with him. (Like he could shoot a ghost, LOL)
Just a side note, Sassy's mom passed away in that house about 13 years ago. Her ashes are in a nice box up in the closet in the master bedroom. I don't think this is her at all but she never really liked Sassy's husband.