My Mother and Father passed away in 1989 and 1988. My nephew (Joey) committed suicide in 1990. The reason I mention them, is due to some things that have happened since.
My Parents raised six of my cousins. The youngest married two years after my Mother's death. When my cousin received some pictures back, of the reception, you could clearly see a man dressed older style with a woman standing behind him with her hand on his shoulder. I do not know for sure if that was my Parents, but it was comforting to see. Now this is where the story gets more eerie.
My Daughter and I moved to Washington State six years ago from Ky. My Grand Daughter was four.
One day she was on the patio just laughing, talking and dancing, having a good time. My Daughter and I looked to see who she was talking to, but there was not any one there. We asked her who she was talking to. She said her friend. We asked her the friend's name, thinking she had an imaginary friend like a lot of children do. She said Joey, and that he had died. We asked her how he died and she said he was shot. We were speechless. We had never mentioned anything about Joey. We never talked about him. To this day I am still having a hard time trying to figure out how she knew and I can only come up with one answer.
To forward this story to the last two years. We moved into a new home (still had saw dust on the floors) two years ago. After about six months we started hearing strange things. Most of the time it's me. I would go to bed and a little later I would hear foot steps in the hallway. As you walk into our house the living room and kitchen are open on the right, the laundry room is to your left and just pass that you turn left and go down the hallway, which has two bedrooms on one side and a bathroom and master bedroom on the left. At the end of the hallway there is the linen closet. The footsteps would start at the linen closet and walk into the kitchen and around the corner and sound like it would stop at the fridge. I would get up and look to see who was up and there would not be any one there.
I told my daughter and she thought I was just hearing things until it happened to her. Since then it's been many things happening, like the toys in the garage start playing when no one is in there, laundry room light on when nobody had been in there the television changing channels or switching itself off.
The first night the television switched itself off my daughter took the camera turned off the lights and started taking pictures. We have one that looks like it has a mist around the bottom of her desk with a mans face in it. Another night I was sitting on the computer in the living room and the couch was behind me. I heard a noise and turned around and saw a man sitting on the couch. He had dark thinning hair, was skinny and wore a blue jean jacket with a collar on it like a Chinese garb has.
We have two dogs. Through all of this they had not reacted to anything. One is a Malinois breed named Daisy and the other is part Rottweiler and part Lab named Akita. Akita was lying next to me on the floor around three months ago, when all of a sudden she jumped up went and stood at the start of the hallway, looking at front door and started growling. Her hair was standing up on her back. She would not go near the door, just stand there growling. Finally after several minutes of growling she took off running down the hall and got upon my Daughters bed. Several nights later Daisy was lying on the couch when she started barking, looking at the front door. She jumped down off the couch and went to the window and just kept on barking towards the front step outside the door. I looked but there was not anyone there.
Next big thing that happened was one morning my son in law was on his computer and I was on this one when we heard someone walking down the hall. Thinking my daughter or one of the girls were up I turned around to say good morning but no one was there. I told my son in law I better go check on them. When I started to get up all of a sudden a door slammed in the hall way. The thing is I could see all the way down the hall way and they were all shut before the slamming. Spooked my son in law.
Then last week I had gone to the bathroom and opened the door and was talking to Akita when I heard the master bedroom's door knob turn. So did the dog. Her ears perked up and she sat there watching the door as I did. I could not bring myself to open that door. My Daughter and everyone were shopping. The dogs and I were the only ones here.
Now last night and tonight I have heard a little girl's voice clear as day saying Mommy. There have been other things that have happened, but these are the ones that stick in my mind the most.
The history of the house as far back as 1903 is this. The house we live in is only two years old. The man we bought it from never lived on this property. The people he bought it from moved somewhere else, all them still living. They in turn bought it from the Northern Pacific Railroad back in the early 1960's. People have said that there was mining that went on around here back in the early 1900's. Other then that I have not been able to find anything else out.
Is this my Parents or Nephew? I don't know. But I do know that the man sitting on the couch was not any one I knew. I don't think that what ever is here is mean. The foot steps in the hall way after getting used to hearing them, kind of make you feel protected. They are a heavy tread.
My Daughter and I have come to the conclusion that it might be the man from the couch.
Does any one have any idea how to communicate with whatever is in here?