When I was 13, I moved into a house north of Melvern, Kansas. I had no idea that the house had any kind of paranormal significance at the time.
That summer, we had to haul some furniture and stuff to California, where a former resident of our house was living. While we were there, she asked me and my sister if we had met "Jessica" and "Amy." We told her no, thinking they might have been neighbors or something. She told us that Jessica and Amy lived in a house behind ours' back in the mid to late 1800's and one night, their woodstove had caught fire, killing them and their parents. She said they were haunting our house.
We had never experienced any noises, things moving or any odd feelings, so we found it weird that our house would be haunted. It just did not feel that way.
A few weeks later, I had my friend Sam stay over for the night. We decided to try having a séance in the basement, but really did not expect anything to happen. While we were having the séance, we felt a little odd and both looked over towards the stairs leading outside and saw a little girl with long blonde hair walking over by the stairs. That's when we stopped the séance, and we believe the little girl had to be Jessica or Amy.
No other experiences happened in the house the rest of the time we lived there; we moved out later that year.