My husband grew up in a historical home in Maryland. The home is spacious and creepy. There has been at least 4 deaths in the home that I know of: My husbands grandmother passed away upstairs in the back bedroom, his older brother passed away upstairs in the first bedroom, his father passed away in the living room and his mother passed away in the kitchen.
My mother in-law passed away in the kitchen of cardiac arrest last year. My brother-in law is the one who found her. My hubby and I rushed to Maryland from Virginia the same night she passed and stayed with his brother at his home.
The next day we went to his mothers home to clean-up and prepare for her funeral. At the home was me, my husband, his brother and his brothers girlfriend. We went to the basement to look around at all the junk from their childhood (his mom saved everything). While we were down there we heard a “thump” from upstairs (directly under the chair in which his mother passed away in). We were freaked out so we sent the girlfriend upstairs to see what it was. After getting up there and looking around she said nothing was out of the ordinary. My hubby and his brother went back to talking about tools and stuff so I decided to go upstairs. I was going up the steps and felt something grab my left shoulder. I turned around quickly and looked behind me (I thought my hubby was trying to scare me) but there was nothing. He and his brother was still towards the back of the basement. I tried to debunk the event by going back downstairs and coming up again but I didn’t get touched again. I thought well maybe it’s my imagination.
After coming home from the funeral parlor my hubby said the he and his brother were going to cut the grass. My brother in-laws girlfriend and I stayed in the house. I sat in the chair (the one his mother died in) without even thinking about it. After about 3 min. of sitting I began to feel sick so I went upstairs (with my camera) to the bathroom. I wanted to take pictures of the house before it changed so I can remember how it was. After getting straight I came back down the steps but took a picture of the steps and the door OPEN. I told my brother in-laws girlfriend who was sitting at the kitchen table that I was going to take pictures of the rooms. She said she was going to sit at the table and wait for the men to finish cutting grass. I went up the front steps and before reaching the top stair I heard a exhale, like “huuuuuuu”. I dismissed it. I took pictures of the back bedroom and middle bedroom (there are four bedrooms and 1 bath upstairs). I got to my hubby’s bedroom which is at one end of a long corridor which leads to the front bedroom, bathroom and backstops with the door open. While taking a picture of his bedroom, I heard: The backstops door open, the upstairs light turn on and someone walking up the wooden steps heading toward the bathroom. I thought about staying to see if it was my brother in-laws girlfriend checking on me but then I thought it might be brother in-law and he may be upset to see me taking pictures so I headed downstairs quickly to find the girlfriend still sitting at the kitchen table. I asked her who was upstairs. She said no one. The men were still outside cutting grass. The backstops door was still open like I had left it. I sat down for a moment and realized, while I was upstairs and heard the light flick on, the light never came on. Also, who ever was upstairs didn’t have time to get downstairs by the time I got downstairs. I would of seen them. The backstops are winding and steep. They’re not steps you can run up and down quickly. I’m wondering if I heard a residual sound?
I know not using names has made this story boring but the truth is, the house is on the market and I do not want to taint the sell by relaying my story. I’ve had other paranormal experiences but have dismissed all of them. This experience cannot be dismissed. I know my mother in-laws spirit still resides in that house.
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