I and my mom have lived in this house since I was about 3 years old. (I am almost 21 now) I still remember when I was little, I was just terrified of this place, but being so young, I really didn't know why. My mother just thought I was kind of, at lack for a better word, a neurotic child.
I remember sleeping in my little room at night, and I refused to sleep with the lights off. It wasn't that I had ever seen or heard anything, it was just... Scary! It always felt like there was someone watching me... Then it began, I started noticing things.
I was somewhere between 4-6 when this happened, I woke up in the morning, and I could hear the TV on in the living room. (My bedroom is at the end of a short hallway that starts in the dining room, which is connected to a slightly sunken living room. My parent's room is directly across from mine.)
The sound from the television was so clear; I could tell what was on, it sounded like my favorite cartoon at the time! So I got up and got dressed, went towards the living room, expecting my parents to be up and the TV to be on... But when I got there, my parents were still asleep and the TV was off. I didn't think much of it until a few years later when I was old enough to think of it as something 'strange'.
This still happens often, I'll be coming home and as I open the door it sounds like the TV is on, and loud... But then I find of course, its not. I know this doesn't sound that creepy, but bare with me here.
As I got older, maybe 14+, my mom and I started sharing with each other how at night, when we are both in bed, we can hear music playing. And it is loud! Friends that have stayed the night; have reported hearing it as well, before we even mentioned it to them.
One night, maybe 4 years ago, I remember I was in my bedroom, it was maybe midnight, and I was silently playing games on my computer, and my mom was asleep in her room across the hallway. Then suddenly, I hear my mom open her door, and she opens mine in a rather angry fashion, and says to me, "Turn that music DOWN..." She then stops and realizes, I'm not listening to any music.
Sometime maybe before or after that, I'm not sure when, we were both in our respective bedrooms, getting ready to go to sleep. We both read books before we drift off to sleep, and as we are doing that, (with both our bedroom doors shut.) suddenly we hear something running, more like stomping up and down the hallway outside our bedrooms! It went back and forth maybe 3 times, and then stopped. We do have a dog, but he was sleeping in my room. When it stopped, we simultaneously yelled, "DID YOU HEAR THAT?" "What WAS that?!"
Never happened again, but it was very creepy.
Our house does have some history, which we have gathered from our elderly neighbors. They said that two deaths have occurred here, one being a little boy/girl, around 3 years old, which drowned in a little fish pond in our yard. The pond is now filled in, but you can still see the cement that used to border it. The other, was an elderly lady, I'm assuming she died of natural causes, but in her last years she came down with some sort of dementia.
I have So, SO many more stories... These are kind of the least creepy of all of them actually. I'll submit the others in a little while; need a break from this essay I have managed to write.