The house was built in 1923 by the embalmer at
, and passed to
his son, also an embalmer, on his death.
It was sold in the 50s or 60s to a family who owned it as a rental, and
later to my source, who also uses it as rental property. Sometime in the 1970s, it spent some time as
a care home. Four different, unrelated
tenants, who apparently had no connection or contact with each other, report
similar occurrences, but only one put them in writing, and thus qualifies as a
first-person account by my rules. The
letter was written upon move out by way of explanation for a broken lease. Part
of the letter goes as follows (I’ve tried to keep spelling and punctuation
faithful to the original): City View
“[my wife], the children, several friends, and family members, and myself all experienced some very strange things while we lived there. It has come to the point where none of us felt safe living in the home. I don’t usually say this type of thing to people, but it is my belief as well as the belief of many others that the house has several spirits inhabiting it that are not at rest.
There are at least two upstairs: One is a female that likes to cause distress and picks on people. She is not BAD but is a great nuisance and pushed [my wife] down the stairs once as well as threw a knife out of the bathroom window at a friend of ours coming over for her birthday party; We were unable to identify the other spirit upstairs but it is sad and tries to stay away from people.
On the first level there is an older man that is somewhat crotchety. He doesn’t cause harm but he does slam door and cupboards and isn’t partial to cats. In the basement we have identified 5 spirits: two male and 3 small spirits. One of the males likes to look out the windows at the street. He will pull the curtains down if the windows are covered and scares animals if they sit in front of his windows. The other male grieves horribly for his death and has a tendency to throw tantrums. During these tantrums, he breaks things such as the water heater and causes scratches and things in the wood. The three little ones like to play on the stairs and behind them. They will also sometimes make you feel like you are going to fall for no apparent reason when you are going down the stairs….
We have also experienced being woken up in the middle of the night to a loud, single verse of “Deck the Halls.” This happened twice in the same night although none of us have anything that plays that song.”
I don’t know what to make of any of this, particularly the knife thrown from the bathroom window. What do you think?