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Man with the brown hat We bought our house in 1991. Just a 20 year ranch style home. I wasn't totally thrilled with it, but my husband was. We moved into the house that following November. We had two kids, and their ages at the time was three months and two and a half years. In the beginning it was little things. We had a cut out opening in the wall between the dinning room and the family room. Next to it was a doorway to the kitchen. For a long time, I would see things walk thru or pass by the opening in the dining room. I would think it was my husband and when I would go to look there was nothing there. It was really creepy. The dining room has always felt a little uncomfortable. Cold spots that make the hair stands up on the back of my neck or I get a chill down my spine. Like someone is standing right behind you. At night, unless I absolutely have to, I don't go to the front of my house. There have been lights turned on in the middle of the night. We have a long hallway, and when I have gotten up in the middle of the night and I looked down the hallway, the kitchen light has been turned on. They had been turned off when we went to bed. This started right away when we moved in. It wasn't the kids, they were just babies and it wasn't me or my husband? To this day it still happens. When my son was about four, he was walking through the dinning room when he thought he saw someone, who looked like his dad, sitting in the antique rocking chair. When he realized it wasn't his dad he yelled. I asked him what he saw and he said there was a man with a brown hat and beard sitting in the chair. Since then he walks quickly through that room. Another time, he was getting ready to brush his teeth, he laid down his toothbrush and turned to get the toothpaste. When he reached to pick it up it was gone. He was so mad. We looked around, searched high and low. The next morning we found it. It was in his dresser drawer with his socks. This has happened to us all. My husband had started a new part-time business. He had his first check in hand and was ready to go out the door. He laid the check on our kitchen counter turned around to pick up something reached back to pick up the check. The check was gone. We looked all around, he was ready to leave for work and was running late, and was really upset. Feeling a little stupid, I had learned a trick. When things disappear, you ask for them back. <after so long you get good at this. Especially if it is important.> I went to the dinning room and basically asked in a firm voice to give it back, it wasn't funny and was very important... My husband at that point thought I had lost my mind. I did feel real stupid but money is money... He made a joke as he was walking through the family room about "how that really worked wonders."... As he went to open the door leading to the garage... the check literally fell out of no where. He shut up. And I said "thank you." One time in the summer, July or August, it was really hot. We do not have central air. But we had a unit that went into our bedroom window. We would put the kids in our room to sleep. This one night, we went to bed and shut our door. As we were dropping off to sleep, the smoke detectors went off. The one in the back of the house as well as the one in the dining room/kitchen. My husband, being a volunteer fireman, jumped up and I grabbed the kids. As we opened the door to see what was up, there was nothing there. No smoke, nothing just the detectors going off. The units are just your standard smoke units. As he walked to the dining room, they both shut off. Now I could maybe understand one malfunctioning ... but two ... and so far apart? There are tappings and unexplained noises. Trinkets and things getting turned around, hanging things swinging for no apparent reason. One time a candle literally "blew up." I was having a party with a bunch of friends. This lady was sitting the dining room, in the antique rocker. Her and another woman was in there when the candle and the holder blew up and out. The candle landed on the carpet and had the woman not been setting there to see it we could have had a fire. She was freaked out. The candle holder was a chunky glass holder and there was no explanation of why it happened. As time has went on, things that happen are just "the ghost in the house." You live with it. Joke about it to friends, but knowing that something is up. When my daughter was about four she woke to a woman reading her a story called "punzel" <rapunzel?> she said she thought the woman was me but she was all white. She wasn't scared, she just listened to the story and went back to sleep. My daughter used to sleep in a room that is now our spare room. She hated this room and would often come sleep in our room or in the bottom bunk of my sons room. On night I told her I would sleep with her. That night I woke up, and as I looked to the end of the bed I saw a dark shadow figure. I thought it was my husband, and as I called out to him to ask what he wanted, it disappeared. It really bothered me and I put my daughter in bed with us that night. We also moved her room. Another time, I was putting my daughter and son to bed. My daughter did not want to sleep in her room. She wanted to stay with me. I told her it was bed time so she agreed to sleep in my sons room. At this time she was about eight years old. I preceded to kiss my son when I felt something brush behind me. I looked to the side and saw a little girl running out the bedroom door. She had brown/blonde hair and a white, what looked like a nightgown on. I yelled at my daughter, because that's who I thought it was, to get back in here. My daughter who was still on the bottom bunk said, here I am Mom... I freaked out! I couldn't speak. What I saw was so real, very real. I know that I saw something, it was a little girl about the size and age of my daughter at that time.... A few weeks ago my daughter and I was sitting at our computer which is located in our kitchen on a bar. We have redone our kitchen, family room and dining room. It is now an open area. Anyway no one was home but us. As we were setting here, there were some pennies at the end of the counter where my husband had laid them down. We heard a scratching noise. I looked down at the end of the counter, when all of a sudden a penny went flying off the counter. All by itself. We both were stunned, looked at each other, and my daughter said..."I didn't do it." The penny flew and hit the refrigerator. Another recent incidence just happened Saturday, July 21st. I was getting ready to get a shower. When I heard this tapping, and a little voice say "could you please let me out?" I stopped thought my daughters door may have gotten jammed or something. I went to go look only to find that my daughter and husband were out back at the garden gathering sweet corn and my son was riding his dirt bike. I have no idea what I heard. I thought I heard a child's voice. We have researched the house, and found out that our house sits over the foundation of an old home that was built in the early 1800s. The land was homesteaded, and stayed in the same family's hand until this home was built in 1972. The original home burned in the late 60's. The land and the area around has had a rich historical background. Settlers and Indians fighting over this land, as well as this area was a very favorite to John Dillenger, as he had a cousin and a lady friend who lived just down the road. We have also taken pictures, in which things have showed up. We have used computer camera, as well as a 35mm with 400 speed film. Beth
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