I live in a log cabin in Bell Subdivision in Monticello, Kentucky. I don’t know what year the house was built, but it’s pretty old.
The first time I ever experienced anything was when I was about 10 years old. My mom and I were laying in my bed one night and we were both sound asleep. I woke up because I needed to go to the bathroom. So I sat up in my bed and all of a sudden I heard what sounded like a harmonica playing and it sounded like it was coming from the living room. There was no one else in the house but me and my mom at the time, so needless to say, I was pretty scared.
The next day I talked to one of my mom’s friends and she told me that her kids grandpa had died in my house and that he had died in my bedroom. She also said that he had always played the harmonica for his wife before she died.
A few days later, one of my friends stayed all night with me. She slept in the living room and I slept in my bedroom. I woke up about 3 am to her crying. I mean, she was hysterical. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she had heard someone walking around in the bathroom and it sounded like someone wearing heavy work boots. Let’s just say that she never stayed all night with me after that.
Then I had another friend stay all night with me about three years ago and she was asleep in my bed and she told me that she woke up to see an old man standing over my bed just staring at her. Talk about creepy.
I’ve also had my mom tell me that she would be at home by herself and she would hear footsteps walking up and down the hallway. I haven’t heard anything for a long time and I hope it stays that way.
Written by Casey Jennings Copyright 2008