Years ago I bought an 1898 Victorian house in a historic district in Denver,Co. Through its life the house had many uses. It was built for the daughter of a businessman in Denver when she married. It had been turned into a rooming house for many years then became a Divine Light Mission Ashram in the 60's.The day after we closed on the property I was unpacking while everyone else was going for another load of stuff. I had unpacked a small Snoopy Clown ornament that belonged to my husband. I put it on a shelf in the corner of the living room. I turned my back and heard it hit the floor. It was in the middle of the room under the crystal chandelier . It did not break. Every time I placed that ornament somewhere it would move. I finally just packed it in a box in the closet. Many things happened in that house. If we were in the basement we could hear little children running upstairs in the living room. There was never anyone there when we investigated. Several people had died in the house over the years as far as we could research. One of them was a small girl and the other a teenage boy who hanged himself there. Our wedding rings went missing when we removed them while renovating. They showed up almost a year later in the kitchen of the basement apartment. We had left them on the 1st floor mantle. We had a house guest who came down from the 3rd story bedroom one morninng scared out of his mind. He said as he was going to sleep he felt someone sit on the edge of his bed. He thought we were playing a prank on him so he turned on the light expecting to see one of us.
There was no one there. We told him if it happened that night just to acknowledge the entitiy and tell it to leave him alone. It happened again and he said as soon as he spoke he felt the bed move and he was not bothered again for the rest of the week he slept there. We would just say ok stop and usually the activity would stop immediately. It was never a really scary experience, but annoying.
There was no one there. We told him if it happened that night just to acknowledge the entitiy and tell it to leave him alone. It happened again and he said as soon as he spoke he felt the bed move and he was not bothered again for the rest of the week he slept there. We would just say ok stop and usually the activity would stop immediately. It was never a really scary experience, but annoying.