My story really began seven years ago. When Jim my husband, and I brought our brick house. It didn't take much time before we started having things moved or just taken. Jim would just be watching TV and he'd yell out, that something just scratched him. I could watch the scratches grow deep red. We never saw a person until we decided to take out the windows in the dining room and put sliding glass doors going out to a 10x20 screened in sun room. We had it set up so we could even watch TV out there.
It was shortly after it was finished when I got a frantic call from Jim! He was telling me that he'd seen an old lady in our back yard, and she was in old time night clothes. But the wild part was yet to come. When he turned back toward the sliding glass door, she was in the house looking at him with a mean look on her face, because he had the door open. He watched her try and close the door. She managed to move it about five inches, when all the sudden she just disappeared. After he got his mind working again he got on the phone and called me. Now that is one of the ghosts.
One Saturday night when my granddaughter, who was about 5 then, wanted to play with her tea set. So I went into her bedroom, and started going through her toy box looking for the pot and a couple of more cups. Well someone about Ashlyns size was behind me. I guess I more felt her than saw her. I found the tea pot and handed it back to her and said but I couldn't find any more pieces. When I turned around, know one was behind me and Ashlyn was sitting in the family room with her grandpa at her little table. I asked her where she put the tea pot I found her. Jim said I hadn't got it for her yet. I told him the story without Ashlyn hearing. He said she hadn't left her seat, and he hadn't seen any tea pot.
The tea pot and a couple of missing tea cups showed up the next day after Ashlyn had gone home.
There is more to this story, but that will have to be another day, and another story.