Our house is haunted, for want of a better word. Don't know what it is, but there's definitely something at work.
Quite regularly you can hear footsteps going across the room above you when there's nobody upstairs. Quite often, you can hear a bell too. Sounds much like one of those butler bells from the 19th Century.
Every now and then you catch sight of something out of the corner of you eye, and the hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stand up. Plus the cat used to sit and stare right at the exact spot the thing you saw was.
Things are moved! For instance, we put the cutlery down in the kitchen after a meal, went in to get the glasses and the cutlery had moved into the bathroom, yet nobody was in the house apart from me and the missus and the kitchen is off the living room where we were.
Quite regularly you can hear footsteps going across the room above you when there's nobody upstairs. Quite often, you can hear a bell too. Sounds much like one of those butler bells from the 19th Century.
Every now and then you catch sight of something out of the corner of you eye, and the hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stand up. Plus the cat used to sit and stare right at the exact spot the thing you saw was.
Things are moved! For instance, we put the cutlery down in the kitchen after a meal, went in to get the glasses and the cutlery had moved into the bathroom, yet nobody was in the house apart from me and the missus and the kitchen is off the living room where we were.



