My experiences started approximately 4 years ago. I had just bought my house which was built in 1954, so it is a little bit older, no big deal right? I was just happy to be an owner of a house at such a young age. Before moving in we started upgrading a bit, small things like paint, electrical sockets etc. And while working later at night you would hear some strange noises. I did not think much of it because the house is older. Me and my friend moved in a few weeks later and noticed odd things starting to happen.
Everything was pretty normal at the beginning nothing exciting. I should note that to get to the basement there was a door which lead to the landing where the backdoor was, and then you would turn the corner to get to the undeveloped basement. My friend decided to put his bed downstairs where it would be dark and quiet.
After a while he started saying how he would wake up to some really strange noises, things he could not quite put his finger on what it could be. He would tell me about it and I would just chalk it up to an old house.
Well a few weeks later he decided to move upstairs and was more than a little freaked about the basement. Now I am a believer of the supernatural but I know the mind can play tricks on you if you let it, well the stuff that started happening I for one cannot explain at all.
My friend and my dog were home by themselves and were in the kitchen, when in the bathroom 15 feet away the faucet turns on and my dog high tails it out of there through her dog door, and my friend left.
Once I was sitting home alone with my dog upstairs, and clear as a bell, no old house creaks or bangs but like someone directly below me had a broom and hit the floor right beneath my feet. Again my dog is outta there.
Another odd experience happened in the kitchen, which when my bedroom door is open overlooks. I woke up one morning, not groggy or anything and I saw someone sitting in a chair, I turn my head for one second and ask what are you doing thinking its my roommate and when I turn back it is gone.
Also at night we kept the dog locked in the landing by the stairs to the basement and for 3 nights in a row she would wake me up at 6 am exactly to the minute whining and crying and freaking out, so now she sleeps in my room.
My roommate found out from the neighbor that not the people before us but the people that lived there before them, the old man died in my basement. Now I am not sure if I can chalk this all up to coincidence but I would sure like to know what, if anything is in my old house.