by Roseanne
(Bolingbrook, IL USA)
I lived in a quiet street in a 3 bedroom ranch in Woodridge, IL. from birth until I was nine. Whenever I went into the basement of the house, I always felt like something was watching me. The hair on the back of my neck would stand up and one corner of the basement was always freezing cold. The house was always plagued with creeks and groans which my mother attributed to the house "settling" and you could hear things in the attic which my mother claimed was rodents. But after I graduated from sleeping in a crib and went to sleeping in a bed, I started to notice shadow figures in my room. They would enter and exit through my bedroom closet. The final week that we lived in the house, I was lying awake in bed one night--there was a full moon and I was able to see fairly well. As I was staring out my bedroom window, I caught a motion out of the corner of my eye. My sneakers had lifted off the floor and began to float to the other side of the room. I stared in horror as my gym shows floated past my line of vision. They hovered in mid-air for a few seconds and then slowly lowered to the floor at the side of my bed. I ran from my room into my older sister's bed room and begged her to let me sleep with her the rest of the night. I was never happier to leave a place in my entire life. I currently live less than five miles away from that home and often pass it on walks. I'm dying to knock on the door and ask the folks who live there if they've ever had any weird experiences!