OK, call me crazy, but I think my house is haunted.

OK, so I live in this house built in 1903 here in Denver. All rooms and hallways and stairs and dark corners. Love the house, but at night it can be a little creepy. Anyway, just now, I'm coming downstairs and I SWEAR I heard women laughing in the living room. Not scary ghosty laughing, just laughing like having a conversation. I walk in there and it's dark and nothing. I look outside - no one home on either side of me. No one in the park across the street (it's cold as hell, no one outside).

This isn't the first time I've heard noises in the house, either. Last time, I was in bed upstairs and I heard what sounded like someone slapping the wall right over my head - three times.

Time for some bourbon and 7.

I'd give it a try!

:)

And it's only creeped me out a handful of times, but damn, when it does, it does.

would probably either come to terms with it and embrace its unusual 'character' - or I would work hard with some skeptics to come up with some good explanations that you can use the next time something creepy happens - so you can experience it from a skeptics eye. Otherwise - gonna continue to be a rather creepy ride...

http://www.rockymountainparanormal.com/

Myself-I'd have a blast. I'd love it if I could find a place that was really haunted.

My dad built the house I grew up in, so it's relatively new, but it's haunted anyway.

Tucker

Some believe that it is the land itself or an event that has happened. Some believe that it follows a person. Either way, it's a fascinating subject.

Either you really dislike it, or you're glad for the company. I tend toward the latter.

Tucker

My neighbor's Denver Square near Capitol Hill in the 1980's was definitely haunted

and I swear my old house in Lakewood (1939, but in a strange place) was too.

The Lakewood house is in a neighborhood built along a ridge that comes down near Green Mountain. Despite being the highest elevation around, it had very odd groundwater floods. Once, in the 60's a four-foot wall of water surged through the neighborhood from out of nowhere, despite a canyon and creek to the south of us and a low-elevation wetland just to the north. It flooded a few houses and then vanished. It wasn't even raining at the time. This was before I lived there, but a number of my neighbors who grew up in the neighborhood and took over their parent's houses did. They had pictures. It was very very weird. Three different neighbors committed suicide in the 15 years I lived there. I saw, well, things, daily. I heard voices (noone there), footsteps (noone there), major crashes of things (nothing there). It also was in many ways a cursed place for me personally. It was like I was jinxed. Several times I found Native American artifacts in extremely unusual places. I am so glad I don't live there anymore.

Time for some Irish whiskey.

Right across from the park. Old houses all around me. Railroad baron lived here back in the day. The house had been broken up into apartments for years, then they renovated it back to the original just before I bought it.

I never feel threatened, per se, just freaked out once in a while!

has parts closed off and then reopened.

we rented a floor of a house near the Denver Country Club that had been chopped up into apartments and it always seemed kind of depressing.

Every time I walk by this one room, a guy steps out swinging a bottle of wine at me.

Well, it could be a ghost, or Uncle Oat.

;)

in oklahoma. i'd lived there about a year and one night i went up into the attic where i had a study and half way up the stairs i became horribly afraid. i didn't see anything, or hear anything, just felt an awful dread that stopped me in my tracks and i couldn't go all the way up. i never went back up there after dark after that, and rarely even in daylight. never felt anything like it since.

We can very clearly hear the front door opening when there's nobody coming in.

I had a ghost in my house in Pennsylvania in the 1970s as well. An old lady with white hair who would glare out at me from my bedroom window whenever I got home too late at night and forgot to leave a light on.

Truth.

It's nothing to be afraid of.

Redstone

we had a ghost, too. This little rocking chair we had would rock by itself. And the closet door in our bedroom would close by itself.

That place was way scarier.

I hear ya- my place was built in 1927 and for the first
year I lived here we had what I call a confused spirit.
A friend and I were sitting in the living room about six
months after we moved in. We heard very distinct
footsteps coming down the hall.
We both looked up expectantly as the steps neared
the room we were in- there was no one there.
At other times, our back bed room would filll with the scent
of pipe tobacco. No one smokes a pipe in this house.
My daughter and I were sitting in the back of the house
once and heard a loud knocking at the front door.
This was especially odd because we have a gated yard
that no one can get in when it is locked up as it was that day.
I went to the door wondering who the hell had jumped
our fence. No one was there.
The BIG occurence was a night that my daughter got out
of bed and woke me to tell me that someone had come in her
room and sat on her bed, waking her to ask who she
was and what she was doing there.
( I have heard that young females are particularly
open to such entities..)
There was never any feeling of malevolence in the
house- just a sense that we were not exactly alone.
At the time, I knew a woman who was a professional
audio-clairvoyant. I called her and told
her what had been going on and asked her what to do
about it. She told me to sage all the windows and doors
and to keep white candles burning in the house at all times.
Also to speak aloud to the lost spirit and encourage them to
"go to the light."
I did everything she instructed for several days and
the audio and physical disturbances stopped although
the pipe tobacco smell still happens in the back
bedroom from time to time.
I am certain there are things we can not begin to comprehend
which exist in other dimensions, side by side with the one
we are now in.
My two cents from my experience with such things!
BHN

Besides the knocking on the walls, I've heard footsteps many times - even the dogs heard it and turned to the door expectantly, but no one was there. We've also had the closet door in my office (the old "parlour") close by itself.

I smelled perfume several times, but we're two gay guys here. (And we DON'T wear flowery cologne - honest!)

The laughing sounds always come from the main floor as I'm walking up or down stairs - that's happened several times, too.

The freakiest thing was once I was kinda partway asleep and far off I heard an alarm clock going off. I started waking up and the clock kept getting louder and louder until it was actually ringing right by my right ear. I sat bolt upright and couldn't sleep the rest of the night. That was the one time I was a bit frightened.

I am the biggest wimp. If I thought a ghost lived in my house I would move.

Anyway, I just wanted to say hello to my fellow Denver Loungers. Hello! Good luck with the ghosts.

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http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=4228316