I have lived in the same house all of my life. A Dutch colonial
house circa 1960. Obviously the house is not old...but what the
house contains makes you feel as if you are in a house in the
1700's. You see, my parents are two of the premier antique
dealers in Ohio, specializing in antique leather books and wood
furniture. People ask me if I believe in ghosts. They have NO
idea. It all started when I was little...I was born in 1987 and
since the days that I could point and walk, both my brother and
I, have claimed to have seen people walking around the house. We
would stand at the bottom of the staircase and just point up it.
My parents would move us and we would go straight back to it and
point with our fingers moving them from side to side as if we
were following someone with out hands. There was also a room in
the house that contained a grandfather clock dated 1670s, and we
would REFUSE to enter that room. My memory of the strange events
date back to when I was 6 or 7. I remember these days like they
were yesterday. I was sitting in the breakfast room of my house
which is connected openly to the living room and kitchen. My
brother and I were finger painting at the kitchen table when
suddenly the dimming light above us slowly turned on. As weird
as that would seem we didn't really pay attention to it and my
mom went outside to the breaker box in the garage just to see if
something wasn't right out there. When she went to come back in
the room she reached for the garage door handle and before her
hand could touch it slowly turned in front of her. She stepped
back waiting for it to open it and come out but this did not
happen. She waited and finally came in only to see us sitting at
the table where she had left us. Another occurrence happened a
few weeks later when I was laying in my bed. My dad had left for
work and my mom, brother and I were still lying in our beds. My
brother later claimed he heard strange noises coming from
downstairs that he could only describe as dishes. He went to the
top of the stairs and yelled down..." who's down there!?" and
the noises stopped. He went back to bed, but only for a short
time before he heard the noise again. "who's down there!?" he
yelled from the top of the stairs. No reply and the noises
stopped. This series of events happened one more time before he
finally went downstairs. Only to see dishes covering the counter
and drawers wide open. After running to get my mom, and
returning downstairs, the kitchen looked as if nothing had
happened. Later that same morning my mom came into his room only
to see him pointing frantically at the ceiling where he claimed
something had been hovering above him. We get new house
furniture on almost a monthly basis with the interior of the
house constantly changing because of antiques being sold and
bought. This is what seems to cause the strange events to start
back up. We have had plenty of unexplainable bangings, footsteps
that sound like wood on carpet flooring, and an uncountable
amount of strange lights and voices. It would take months to
write out every event at my house but without a doubt, the
antiques that my house holds are of the "para"normal.
