The Haunted House

My life began in a big old farm house, having movedparanormal activity. I remember one particular picture
there when I was three years old. Years earlier thethat was hanging on the kitchen wall, it would suddenly
previous owner had either jumped or fallen out of onebe hanging sideways, and the rocker sitting quietly
of the upstairs windows to her untimely death. Mybeneath it would begin to rock. Freaky, but what you
parents were no strangers to paranormal activitiesgonna do?
before that, so whether or not this woman's death hadOne summer afternoon, my mom came out of the
anything to do with some of the so-called ghosts thathouse and started chewing me out because I had
appeared is a matter of question.been turning off her radio, (I was just a small pup at
For a time I slept upstairs, and on several occasions Ithe time, and this wouldn't have been beneath my
would hear someone walking up or down the steps,dignity to perform such a task, mom and I were
the door would open and close, no one was everalways teasing each other,) except for this particular
there. On occasion while dining, we would hear sometime I hadn't been in the house all afternoon.
one walking upstairs with the same result. It became aThe farm was sold and the family moved on
family joke. None of the family really paid muchFeb.22nd, 1963, the day John Kennedy was shot and
attention to it as the activities had become part of ourkilled. By that time I had grown up and was on my
life, we would often joke about it during evenings withway to the Air Force, this move didn't stop our visits,
family and friends.especially mom and dad's. On different occasions dad
Three days after Christmas in 1950 the house caughtwould mention something happening, one particular
on fire and as a result, a newer smaller home soonChristmas Eve,upon retiring for the evening they heard
took it's place. This didn't seem to deter the ghost orChristmas music coming from the walls of their home.
ghosts, as we soon began to experience more