Renovations Wake the Dead


Date | 2010
Location | Ohio


About 20 years ago when my wife and I purchased our first home. I moved into it as I was working on fixing it up, sleeping in the small kitchen on a mattress laying on the floor.

One night, several hours after I had gone to bed, I was awakened by a noise… one of those that you don’t know what it was but know that there was a noise that immediately woke me WIDE awake. I sat bolt upright on the mattress, heart racing… and then I heard it again. It sounded exactly like footsteps walking across the floor.

To lay it out- the furthest room from where I was was the bedroom which opened into the living room, through another archway into the dining room and then into the kitchen where I was, which also had the only doorway leading outdoors. I have never felt that kind of terror in my life. I literally could not move. I had a handgun in a cabinet within arms reach but I was so frozen I couldn’t even move to try and grab it. As I sat there I could plainly hear the footsteps coming across the rooms, and I remember thinking this is NOT the old house creaking, this is footsteps coming closer across the wooden floors.

As I sat there, I remember being freezing cold even though it was hot and humid at the time. The steps came right to where I was, which was within reach of the door to the outside… and that was it. The short hallway to the screen door had carpet on its floor, so I don’t know if that’s why the steps went silent or what, but I remember that it warmed back up and the terror I felt quickly went away.

I busted ass out the door and just stood outside for a long time trying to process everything that had happened before going back in and turning every light on in the house and checking every room house to make sure it wasn’t a friend playing a prank. This whole episode lasted I’d say 15-20 seconds and I was definitely as awake as I have ever been in my life. My only thought or theory was that maybe the old man that had passed away in the house during the prior year was leaving, or deciding that we were going to take care of what was once his and was now satisfied that he could move on?

I never had another experience like that. Still, my wife and I always had an uneasy feeling in the house- like we just weren’t alone, or that someone was watching us. We later found out that some people we knew were related to people that had lived there at the beginning of the century and that they had a couple infants that had died and were known to be buried in the apple orchard.

Anyways, that’s when I made up my mind that there are definitely spirits and paranormal around and among us and I’ve been a believer ever since. Thanks for letting me share my experience and keep up the good work I respect all the time and research you put into your shows.

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