Victorian Flat 2

Some background info:

My fiancée and I have moved out of a complex and now into an old Victorian home. In a previous post I wrote about seeing a "boy in a cape". The last few weeks of living there I didn't see him. With the stress of moving and the rental company being jerks, I didn't see him or I guess "look" for him.

On to the new place: It is a two story home, built in the 1900s. It has been converted/rented as a two flat. There is a man above us. His part of the rental sits towards the front of the house. In other words, his space is only above our master bedroom and guest room. It's hard to explain... Hopefully you get the idea. As stated the home was built in the 1900s. A railroad top executive owned it.

He had servants and servant quarters (really just the attic which had been converted to two rooms). We have access to this, as it is above our kitchen. Our neighbor does not. Nor does he have access to the yard or garage. I'm not sure how long the railroad exec. Was here. The next known tenant was a lawyer who practiced in the home. Finally the tenants before us were a young couple.

SO here we go:

I've been unpacking and putting things away. We're pretty much settled. My fiancée is an artist/art teacher. Needless to say we have a lot of art work. He has four 5x7 canvases on display in the living room. They rest on a book shelf. More like lodged between the top of the book shelf and the bottom slat of wood. When I say lodged, I mean we stuck them in there tight. Three times two of the four canvases have just fallen off/out. No stomping from upstairs, no large trucks driving by. Just plop... They fall. Maybe that isn't anything but its odd.

Our bedroom is across from the living room. There is a hall that divides it. This hall is the only part of the house (down here) that has wooden floors (the landlord put new carpeting in here... Which I hate).

Often at night I hear what sounds someone dragging their feet against the wood. Sort of like when you're shuffling in slippers. Our neighbor works nights (11:30-7am I believe) so it is not him. My fiancée is a heavy sleeper. It isn't him. The shuffling doesn't last long. It is however loud enough to startle you. Once again, maybe it's something outside or the house settling... But I find it odd.

Finally; the servant's quarters. Now, the idea that someone had servants here of course can be unsettling in some people's mind. It didn't really bother me, because I think it adds history to the house. Yet, when you go up there, you see the original wood work/wear and tear... It can be a little uneasy.

There is also a very old looking Rosary hanging from a nail with no cross. I don't know if that has any meaning, but I didn't care for it. Kyle has set up his easel and paints up there. I don't go up there and Kyle has been too busy to paint.

We had a washer and dryer delivered from Best Buy. I was home when it was delivered. One of the Best Buy guys was talking to me. Asking me questions about the house... Small chit chat. Our neighbor had been gone all day. I was the only one in the home when these men arrived. The Best Buy guy asked me if anyone lived in the back of the house second floor. I told him no, that it was an attic/storage. He sort of went "hum" like I had stumped him.

Then he goes "that's weird, when we pulled up we saw someone walking around up there". I replied something like "really...huh". We continued to make small talk... Both ignoring the monkey in the room and they left. I have never heard/seen anyone up there other than myself. Kyle and the few people we have had over.

I do apologize for such a long post. I just felt I needed to share this. I'm not scared or uneasy here... Well with the exception of the servants quarters. I thank all for comments and questions. Have a good day.