A La Crosse, Wisconsin woman writes to me and describes several unexplained and creepy incidents that she and her family experienced during her childhood.
"These incidents took place during my childhood years up until the day I graduated from high school in La Crosse, Wisconsin. We lived in an old three-story brownstone apartment building with a basement apartment. The whole building was owned by the family. Initially, my grandmother's sister lived in the basement with her family and her two brothers occupied the second floor. My family was on the first main floor and my grandmother was on the 3rd floor. She believed in the superstition that if you moved down a level if you lived in an apartment you would soon die. She continued to climb the three flights of stairs even though she was very arthritic.
As the years passed by her sister and her immediate family eventually moved out and the two brothers on the middle floor passed away. The basement level was now empty and my mother, father, sister, brother, and I continued to live on the first floor. The second floor was empty and my grandmother still resided alone on the third floor. There was never a thought of renting the vacant rooms.
On several nights, while we were asleep, out of nowhere the front door would slam waking everyone up. After a few seconds, there would be footsteps moving up the metal stairs followed by footsteps, shuffling and creaking above us on the second floor. My father would jump up and rush to see who broke into the house. No one was ever there of course and things would be quiet again for a few weeks and then it would happen all over again.
The apartment was usually cold and drafty so we would all stand next to a wood stove in the pantry because it was our heat source. On several occasions, we would see a faint apparition of someone walking towards the stove. Once in a while we would think someone had come home and would say "hello" only to be greeted by nothing.
When I turned 10 years old my mother was sleeping on the third level to help care for my grandmother. My mother recalled one incident when she woke and saw me standing beside her bed. She asked what I wanted, I turned, walked away, and disappeared. There was another incident where she rushed out of the bathroom on the 1st floor and was frantic because she heard her mom scream for her. My sister and I were shocked because we didn't hear anything.
On another occasion, my grandmother's aunt had been sick and was in the hospital. We were driving home and my mother was resting her head against the window when suddenly she rose up and shouted "Oh my god, Aunt Jane just died. I just saw her face." My father looked at the clock and it was about 7:00 pm. When we got home the charge nurse was calling to let us know that she had passed away at the exact time.
The most memorable incident happened when my brother and I were talking about the weird stuff that had occurred in the house over the years. I said, "Yeah, like the old guy who used to watch us sleep". I was sort of half-joking since I wasn't sure if he had ever known since it was never brought up between us. He turns and answers "You mean the guy that stood behind the dresser in the living room, who leaned over with his hands behind his back?" As he was talking he, duplicated the way the apparition moved exactly. That really freaked me out!" N
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