It has been a while since the last time my family had had any ghostly things going on. Don't get me wrong we would have little things happen. Mostly just little things like, items would get moved that none of us had done it or odd things would show up in family pictures.
My oldest sister got out of high school and moved out. Not long after that we moved in to a rental house because we were going to build a new house. Now this rental house was just fun. I say this because our land lady had lived in the house as a new bride with her first husband who was in the army during WWII and he had died there over in Italy only his body was sent home or so they thought. He had built this house for the family he had planned to have but didn't, because of this his young wife didn't want to live in the house with the bad memories so it became a rental house for her and she used it as a way to take care of herself after her last husband had passed away.
So here we are living in this rental house not knowing what's there with us. Now come to find out there was at least two sprits in the house. One was good and we really didn't mind him, the other well it was kind of like a black cloud that would move over you and scare the crap out of you when it did. It always left me feel cold and scared that something was going to hurt me and it made everyone else feel pretty much the same way.
If you notice I used the word it with the second one I do this because I don't think it was ever a living person or thing; it didn't feel that way, it felt old and evil and to top it off it never took human form. It was always kind of like a black mist or cloud like form. This leads me to believe one of two things it was never alive or it is so old that it has forgotten it past self or form.
About the other sprit, I am pretty sure was our land lady's first husband because we never saw him, we only heard him and he liked to march threw the house like he was doing drills at boot camp or the likes.
For the first 2 weeks of living in the house I wouldn't stay there, I stayed with my granny. Looking back I understand more why I was scared of the house. I was still getting used to everything that went with my family so this was still fairly new to me.
While I was staying with my granny my mom was dealing with the first of the two sprits. It came to visit while she was sleeping the first night there. She said it was like a black cloud hanging over her watching her sleep. She looked at it and told it I am not scared of you go away and it did amazingly enough. It did and didn't bother her again. Now two months later everything was quite in the house, oddly enough.
I and my sister were sleeping in our room. We had bunk beds and she slept on top bunk. She rolled over and was kind of in the asleep but not awake state. She thought she heard my dad walk into the room then leave again. She opened her eyes and was going to say something when she noticed there wasn't anything there.
She listened again and she thought she heard what ever it was walking down the hall. Needless to say this scared her but she blew it off until she asked my dad about it the next morning because she was sure it was him because my dad kind of had a heavy walk. He told her no that he hadn't been up at all he had been asleep. Well the whole time we lived in the house we were scared by the first quit often. The second not so much because he never really bothered us he just walked around mostly.
Well that's all for now I plan on writing more later on. Thanks for reading.