Okay, I'm Not Saying My House is Haunted, But Then Again... - KMOV.com

Okay, I'm Not Saying My House is Haunted, But Then Again...

I don't know if there are spirits that interact with the human world or not. I guess it's one of those things in life that either you believe or you don't. I'll let others debate that point. But I can tell you that I've had a few--I guess you would say "creepy"--things that have happened to me in my house.

A few years ago I bought an old building in the city of St. Louis. It was built during the 1890's. It had been a saloon at one time, a grocery store, an auto parts place, a seed company and hardware store. It's a "loft style" place. That means it's open and some of the walls are what I call three-quarter. In other words, the wall doesn't reach all the way to the ceiling. It's got an open-air feel. It has hardwood floors and because they're old you can easily tell when someone is walking across the floor.

One night my wife and I were lying in bed talking about a variety of things. At one point I said, "Think about the ghosts this building must have. It's so old. You have to figure that at one time someone must have died here. Perhaps an accident or just natural causes. But in a century a lot can happen." My wife just shrugged and said, 'I guess so."

We started talking about other things---our kids, work, vacation, whatever. Then we heard the footsteps. Our son was walking across the floor outside the bedroom and stopped at the bedroom door. Remember, with the three-quarter walls you can easily hear anything going on outside the room.

My wife called out, 'What is it honey?"

There was no answer.

I got out of bed and opened the door.

No one there.

I walked to the other room.

No one there.

I walked into my son's room. He was sound asleep in his bed. It wasn't as if one of us thought they heard someone walking. We both heard the footsteps. They were loud enough that we stopped our conversation. It was strange.

We didn't think a whole lot more about it until a few months later. We had received wind chimes as a gift from some relatives in Texas. I hadn't hung the chimes up outside yet so in the meantime I just hung them on the edge of the doorframe inside the house. My wife was in the kitchen just around the corner from the doorway. The chimes started ringing. But not just making a gentle sound. She said they were ringing "violently." So much so, that she thought they would be damaged. She yelled from the kitchen at our son, "Gage.....STOP THAT!" She came out of the kitchen and looked at the chimes hanging on the doorframe. At that moment our son came out of his bedroom and asked, "Why are you yelling at me? What did I do?" He was nowhere near the chimes or even in the same room.

The third incident was last year and involved our two-year-old daughter. My wife was playing with her in her bedroom. Our daughter would frequently stop and look toward the open bedroom door. My wife thought she looked scared. Each time my wife would ask what was wrong. Our daughter wouldn't answer (remember, she's only two-years-old and at that age where she's not the most articulate being in the world). Finally, our daughter grabbed my wife around the legs with both arms and wouldn't let go. She was frightened of something. My wife asked what was wrong? What was she scared of? Our daughter said, "That man out there" and pointed toward the door.

Strange stuff.

Okay, I'm not saying I'm ready for "Ghost Hunters" to come to my house. But still....

So do you have your own strange experiences when it comes to the unexplained? The strange? The creepy? Any send-a-chill-up-your-spine things that have happend to you? Go ahead and post it here.

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