I previously submitted some stories about my new house, and the things going on over there. I took the advice of many and did some investigating into the history of the house. It seems that the first owner was the developer of the subdivision, and built all of the houses in the subdivision. Guess he was also kind of shady. The second owner lived in the house only for a year. Someone died in the pool in the backyard, and after this happened, they sold the house immediately. No one knew who died, if it was a kid, an adult, no one could tell me because they didn't know the people too well. Then again, they didn't live there long. The next owner, immediately removed the majority of the pool, and filled the rest with dirt. You could still see an outline of a pool if you Google earth my house. This owner also removed a hot tub, and anything that could lead to drowning. He got married a few years after moving in and had 4 kids. He lived there for a bit after having his kids, and then came me... So here it continues.
My last story contained a picture full of orbs etc and me starting to see some apparitions in the corner of my eyes. I'm still getting these pictures, as well as others who come to my home always get orbs on their pictures. Reason I say others is because I'm getting married in around 2 weeks, and we had the bridal shower in the house, as well as other parties, nearly half of everyone's pictures had some orb activity or other anomaly in them. Since I discovered the history of my house (through my older neighbor across the street), I've noticed much much more activity. I'm not sure if it's because I'm aware of the history now. I thought I was going crazy until my skeptic brother told me 'I don't know what is here, but it's getting worse'.
My brother and my father stay at the house overnight while I work some nights to watch my dog, and basically watch the house. They all recount the same stories of hearing footsteps up and down the upstairs, and hearing things moving around the house. Lately, they say that they're hearing the noises near to them, and can almost feel breezes zip by them as if someone is walking by them, without anyone there. My brother one night was actually awoken by the door chime from the house alarm going off because the door from the garage to the house opened and slammed closed. My brother was so startled that he was almost about to call the police because he could have sworn someone broke into the house. He actually brought out my shotgun for protection.
As for me, it's sad to say, I've almost gotten used to the occurrences. Hearing weird noises, the footsteps, things moving around, putting things in one place during the evening, and them being in a different place the next day don't bother me anymore. What is strange is the amount of things I'm seeing from the corner of my eye is increasing, but I'm also starting to see things directly.
Yesterday, I went downstairs and went into the room where my furnace/air conditioner is for the house. Opened the door, and I could have sworn I saw the outline of a kid standing behind the door, as I opened it, kind of like a hide and seek moment for the kid. It's hard to describe, and I'm not sure if what I saw was a true apparition, or what others experience as an apparition, but it occurred in a flash, almost kind of like getting a picture taken, and looking directly into a flash. I saw the little boy, blinked, and he was gone. I couldn't make out many details, but could tell you with 110% certainty that it was a little boy.
It's not just a little boy that I've seen in that house. I've actually seen what appeared to be a lady in the house as well. The mysterious thing is that I saw both of these, what I think are spirits, dead on, and not off in the corner of my eye. They weren't events I could easily explain away.
The spooky thing is that as the wedding is approaching, and more work is getting done around the house, the more events happen. The events seem to be playful, but have the possibility to turn bad. The other day, I left the house to throw out the garbage, walked out of the house into the garage, and out of the garage to my garbage can. I came back inside only to find the deadbolt from the garage to my house locked. Luckily, I had my keys with me, but if I didn't, this could have been a problem. I opened the door, and my washing machine started a wash cycle without me even doing anything.
I'm actually having the priest who is presiding at my wedding to bless the house. I started to bring this up with him, and he was intrigued by it. He's a Jesuit, and has had some training in matters of this; at least this is what he tells me.
The scary thing is that I'm not alarmed by these occurrences anymore, and ask myself, what will happen today or tonight.