Ghosts and a dangerous furnace.

As you can see from TK's comment on the last post, he believes there were three ghosts. Possibly a family. A woman and a child and a man who scared my son. Which one liked to blow on the back of female necks? Probably the lecherous old man. Probably NOT the woman. An ornery child? He/she would have to "float" up that high. Do childish ghosts do that? Our most common occurance was feeling somone sit beside us and actually seeing a cushion or the bed indent. This happened often and to just about everyone who visited. JT visited us for a week before school started and he was pretty upset when "someone invisable" sat on him when he tried to sleep on the couch. I told him our guest wasn't used to not having room to sit beside us. The expression he gave me was hilarious. But he didn't appreciate my laughing at him. We also heard the usual footsteps and bumps in the night and when things weren't where we left them, we knew who to blame.

No one was more terrified then my friend FLF. She had several encounters and finally wouldn't even go inside the house. When school started, TK became more and more reluctant to be alone in the house. I had to be at work before his bus came. I don't even remember now, what shift W was on at that time, but I finally asked a friend on our bus route if TK could stay with them in the morning and get on the bus with her kids. TK never told me exactly why he was afraid. Maybe because I wasn't even nervous, he didn't think he should be. Maybe because he was still so young. Maybe because our dogs wouldn't go inside that house. Though they'd always gone in our home with us before. They prefered to spend their nights in the barn. I think TK would have been happier staying out there with them. Maybe not. He came in one day with a 5 1/2 foot long snake skin he'd found in the barn. There was a black snake out there, and no rats or mice. I wouldn't let anyone harm the snake on the few occasions we caught sight of it.

Then it started getting colder. And, we had to go to the basement and fire up the old wood burning furnace. The very worst part of living there. We knew it would be inconveninet and hoped we could get it updated. But till we had to use it, we had no idea how bad it would be. There were cracks in every wall of that furnace and it sucked in air from all sides. That thing could not be controlled. It roared so hot and burned wood so fast that the carpet on the floor of the room above the furnace would actually pucker and smoke. We called the Real Estate Agent who had found the house and acted on behalf of the man in Arizona. When she saw that carpet, she phoned the owner right then from the house. But, he wouldn't take her seriously. This time the law was on our side. She started proceedings to help us break the lease and he was informed the house couldn't be rented again till the furnace was replaced. And, we had to find another house and move again.

I've never gone back out there. I don't know if he replaced the furnace or sold the house. I heard rumors that he put it on the market. I don't know if it was ever occupied again. Maybe it's time to go out and drive past. Now I'm curious again.