I have a couple of experiences to tell. I would like to let you in on eerie events that have happened in my house and would appreciate your suggestions and feedbacks.
I live in the Tampa Bay area for almost 5 years now and up until 2 years ago I bought a huge 5-bedroom house for me and 4 roommates to share. Initially, I did not know much about the history of the house. I only knew that it was built in the mid 70's and there had only been one owner. The weird thing was I had a really hard time trying to close the deal on the house. Someone had stolen my identity and caused my credit to plummet; (I had no idea of this before the mortgage lender pull up my credit) therefore, my loan was rejected and the deal fell through.
I called the credit bureau to report identity theft and they somewhat "fixed" my credit. Though my credit was not recovered completely it's enough for the lender to approve the loan. A few days before closing, the title company gave me a hard time by refusing to send out someone to close the deal, because their office is located 2 hours away.
My broker and I hopped into his car and drove to them with paperwork in hand and demanded some action. They told us to go home for they would not sign any paperwork that day. We threatened them with a lawsuit to get them to finally acknowledge their obligation and honor the deal. On top of that, the day when we were supposed to move in, the previous owner had not gotten any of his stuff out of the house, so, we waited another 48 hours before everything is cleared. I began to sense a strong feeling that something was trying to prevent me from buying this house.
As I said before, the house is huge. Upon crossing the threshold to the front door there is a long corridor leading to a large family room. On the right side of the hallway there are: the kitchen connecting to the laundry room, the master bedroom and a smaller bedroom. On the left side of the hallway there are: a bedroom directly across from the master bedroom, a large walk in closet/storage area and a full bathroom next to it. There are two master bedrooms on the second floor with a humungous connected balcony.
The house was a upper fixer so the first couple of weeks were reserved for renovations only. On the first day, we painted the walls and installed bedroom doors. Around 12 A.M. I got tired, called it a night and retrieved back to my rental house. One of my roommates stayed back to finish up. He was alone.
It was around 1 A.M. when he was painting the wall opposite from his bedroom entrance. Suddenly, he heard a flapping noise behind him. He looked back--nothing there. Needless to say, it startled him and shook him up a bit. He went to the door and stuck his head out to a long hallway to find a large owl standing on top of an ajar door between the corridor and the family room. It just stood there staring at him for several minutes, then flew back out. He was surprised to see the front door open, because he heard me closing it before I left.
The only time when I see an owl is at the zoo--I find it very odd that there is an owl in a suburban neighborhood, let alone one in my house. I was told that in some cultures, anytime an owl enters your house or stands on your rooftop it's a bad omen, usually associated with death. Upon learning this, I contacted my real estate agent to find out more about the history of house. She came back to me a few days later and informed me that the previous owner had a son who died in the house due to cancer. He collapsed right by the front door. He was only 23 years old. Sometimes people tell me they immediately "feel something" upon entering through the front door.
Really eerie things started to happen, a couple of weeks after we moved in. My niece and her boyfriend stayed for a few days and experienced something that scared the wits out of them. The room they were in is close to the kitchen and the laundry room. On this day they were home alone and heard the door to the laundry room open and slammed shut several times. When that finally stopped they began to hear footsteps approaching their bedroom. The footsteps sounded like steel boots stomping on hardwood floors. They became louder and louder and then ceased altogether just as they reached the door.
All of a sudden the doorknob started to rattle vigorously as if someone was trying to break the lock. They panicked and sought whatever in the room that could be used as a weapon. They stood by the door quietly and waited--with a porcelain piggy bank in hand ready to smash someone on the head with it. They were convinced that the house's being burglarized.
A few silent moments had passed and nothing else happened. The rattling stopped- no retrieving footsteps, no slamming doors. Too petrified to open the door, my niece called 911 from her cell phone. Feeling like sitting ducks, the only thing they could do was stay alert, and wait it out.
The cops came and of course found no one. Nothing was stolen, no broken entrance. In fact, all doors were locked including the laundry room. My niece would like to think of herself as a "logical" person that refuses to believe in ghosts. She would not accept anything more or less of a rational explanation for what had happened. As for me, I really can't rule anything out. Too many unusual activities have been reported in my house.
Then there is an incident involving another guy and one of the master bedrooms upstairs. I occupied one room while the guy had the other. He recalls paranormal occurrences that happened late at night as he was asleep. Low, whispering voices woke him up. He could not make out what they were saying or what language they were spoken in. He was able to determine that they were female voices coming from all directions, just in low whispers. After the voices came the shadows on the walls. They were females with long hair and in dresses. They came on several occasions but as with each time, they quickly disappeared as soon as they came. It's always the same words, same tone almost like a repeated dream. Sometimes there were shadows of female children and female adults while other times only female adults.
Now, as you recall there is a door on the end of the hallway that leads to the family room. The hallway door has a window stretching from top to bottom so a person who stands at the front door of the house can actually look down the long corridor through the hallway door and see the family room. On this one particular night, a roommate woke up to go to the bathroom. As he was walking along the hallway, still half asleep, he saw some movements straight ahead through the glass door.
Frozen in disbelief, he saw an old man with white hair, white shirt just floating, not walking but floating back and forth. The old man had no torso and no lower limbs - half of his body's missing. Freaking out and just standing there in total shock he kept telling himself it's just a dream. He could not move any of his limbs. Sight and fear kicked in full effect while his other sense ceased to exist. When he was finally able to break free, he ran to his bedroom, grabbed his keys and drove off. He did not come home for four days; and, when he did he made sure it was daylight and everyone was home. I tried to find an explanation, but he was not buying it. He said he saw what he saw and there is nothing anyone could say to make him think otherwise. He packed his stuff and left for good.
Things really out of control when a roommate thought he was assaulted by supernatural entities. He came down with flu and had to take medication prescribed by his doctor. The sedatives started to kick in and the drowsiness came. Not yet fully asleep he thought he heard voices calling his name and thought he saw images of evil spirits trying to strangle him. Though many illegal drugs can cause extreme hallucinations, I have never known prescription medication to do that. He claimed that it all seemed so real that he could actually feel the dry, scaly hands he tried to pull them away from his throat. He, too, no longer lives in the house.
Most of my roommates have moved out while a couple of new people have moved in. The new tenants are aware of these paranormal activities as they are told exactly what has happened. So far, nothing is being reported and I have yet to witness or personally experience anything out of the ordinary. Though I am still a bit sceptical, I really cannot argue with four other people. I just have to take their word for it and make sure to keep my eyes and ears open.
If there really are ghosts in my house, I would like to know what they want. A couple of things I know for sure: the house was built 35 years ago and there has only been one death, also, the neighborhood's built on part of the land which the Seminole Indians had once occupied. Very possibly my house was built on top of an Indian burial ground. I would sell it to a willing buyer that is fully aware of its abnormality. I can't afford to have my tenants chased out every time there is a haunting crisis.
My neighbors are very nosy, gossipy and not very forgiving. I refuse to be the "nut" that every neigborhood has therefore, bringing in a clairvoyant/medium in is out of the question. Any suggestion is appreciated, thanks.