The following report was sent into our website by Kathryn on June 10, 2014:
“First story. Years ago my husband and I bought this beautiful big home, it had stables for my horses. We were very happy. But years later my daughter told me that she used to hear some one outside her bedroom window playing basket ball, same time everyday, and she heard the ball and every time she looked outside no one was there..
This second story goes back to when my husband was tragically killed in an auto accident in 2003. Years later my daughter was living with a guy who was hurting her, I didn’t know this at the time. We lived in my house, same house as above. They lived upstairs and me at the bottom, it was a tri-level house. She started hearing foot steps going up stairs into the hall, thought it was her BF but it wasn’t. He was getting scared, as he claims he saw a face in the old mirror upstairs in their bedroom, he came running down stairs as white as a ghost.
The footsteps kept on every day. My daughter started thinking it must be her dad trying to protect her from this guy. She had an adorable baby girl and I had the baby monitor in my room I heard the footsteps on the monitor..
So my son, who was living on his own, decided to stay the night in his old room upstairs to hear them too. He did hear the footsteps too. He said it gave him goosebumps.
So soon my daughters ex BF was kicked out. She was still hearing the footsteps so she had the fan on all the time. As far as I know he may be still haunting our old house.
Third story..I had bought an old hand pencil drawing (see photo above) from the year 1944, from a second hand store. I had it in my living room. I never thought much about it at the time.. But not too long after that I started hearing a car drive up and the door handle clicking, moving. I would try to answer the door but no one was there..This always happened it seemed when I was alone. It made me very sick, I would suddenly vomit. So no nausea, just poof I was so sick every time.. I would be watching TV then this would happen, it never stopped. My daughter said “really mom?” Then she heard it while I was out, although she was never sick.
The weirdest thing was I was laying in my bed downstairs awake and some inhuman voice said my name “Kathy” in my left ear..so I was now very shaken up..I told my daughter, she said it must be a demon. So I found my Aunt’s casket cross and I put it up in the hall near the living room and the activity stopped. I was so relieved..I then realized it was the pencil drawing. I kept the cross up there.
Then my BF from England was visiting me and was helping me move stuff. I wasn’t home, he was moving stuff I didn’t know..then a friend asked me about the drawing upstairs.. I freaked out as the night before I had seen a shadow person in my hall and I ran out of my house. It had to be the portrait..I was moving out by then and I never took the portrait with me, I left it there..in a closet. But when I picked up the portrait I felt like it was trying to talk to me, that freaked me out too.
But I will never forget this as I still get the creeps when I think about it. But what was weird was I really wasn’t scared, I was shocked more and tried to believe this unholy thing was in my house…”