
Submitted By: Anonymous
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We moved into an old house when I was about six years old. After being in the house a few days, my aunt and mother went into the basement to look around. It is a dirt basement with walls of dirt. Back off to the side, they found an old corset of satin and lace, an old photograph that was made of metal.
They thought the objects were interesting so they brought them upstairs. Afterwhich, the occurrences started. We would see indentions in our beds - no one was lying in them. The smell of roses would fill a room and there would be none. My mother, grandmother and myself were in one of the bedrooms while my mother was getting ready for work. Something touched her on her back. It was neither me nor my grandmother.
Bells would ring during the middle of the day. Pages of the bible would flip as if someone was standing there searching for a specific passage. Drawers would open by themselves. My aunt saw the image of an arm reach out from nowhere and turn off her radio. When we returned the items they removed from the basement, things calmed down but not completely. My grandmother and I were sitting in the livingroom one day and saw a small shadow resembling a mouse. It moved about a foot and increased in size until it reached the ceiling and disappeared. All the curtains were completely closed from the windows. After my grandmother died, the house calmed down a lot, but often if we have male friends to stay the night, they have a hard time sleeping and complain of an uneasy feeling. Also, many of them feel as if they are being watched. I grew up in this house and my aunt lives there to this day.