Halloween Story #2

My dad once inherited a house that his grandfather had owned. The house was really pretty and it needed A LOT of work to it. My uncle (my mom's brother) had agreed to help fix it up.
My uncle was married at the time and had two kids. The house had many bedrooms in it and so my uncle and his wife took the two bedrooms down on the ground level and myself, my sisters, mom and dad took the upper level rooms.
I had a guinea pig that would stay in my room with me. I had a really nice room. It had a closet, though, that was connected to a door that I could tell was blocked off. My younger sister said the house scared her, but we thought that she was just saying things to get attention. 

The first night we were moved in, I found my guinea pig on my bed. And so I picked her up and put her back in her cage. This happened every night that we lived in the house. Well, this was a bit of an odd thing, and so, my mom found a lock and put in on the cage, and she still would get out. Every night.

The next thing that was really strange was the basement. It was a pretty big basement, and lots of shelves. I was afraid of rats and mice, but not too badly. One day I was asked to go down there to get some spaghetti sauce (my aunt would can things and she made a lot of it. ) As I walked down the steps I felt like a cold rush was coming over me. Just then there were rats and mice all over the basement, I mean thousands of them. They were covering the floor, the shelves, the whole basement was just covered. I ran up the stairs screaming and in a panic, and immediately my aunt ran down stairs, and there was  nothing. It was empty. This was within a minute or less from the time I went barreling up the basement and when my aunt went down the stairs. 

There were other things that were strange. I mentioned my closet. It was a normal closet. My floors were hard wood and I loved my room. My closet was small, but the house was built in the 1800's and was 100 years old and so the closets were fairly "new". 
I once was looking in my closet when part of the closet opened to reveal a room behind my closet. but when I showed my uncle the "room" had vanished and the closet was completely "whole" again. But I knew it was there. 

Years later when we moved out, but my aunt and uncle still stayed in the house to sell it, I had a conversation with her about it (when speaking to my mom she said only that my memories of the house were dreams and that there was no paranormal activity there)   My aunt told the following story to me. 
She was at home alone with the two babies she had. Her husband was working late, and studying late, so he was not going to be home until 2-3 in the morning. While she was sleeping she heard the China hutch shuttering. (This is the word she used for the sound of what is was like, but basically, there was someone going in the hutch and making lots of noise in it)
the sounds woke her up and so she called for her husband. Her husband was not home still and she stopped hearing the sounds from the hutch. She went back to sleep and about 5 minutes later it sounded like the hutch doors where the silverware was - someone was going through the drawers very loudly. She once again sat up and called for her husband. She, again, heard nothing and went back to sleep. The third time she sat up and went out to the hallway. Just then a knife flew right by her and hit the wall. She ran back in her room and was shook up about the incidence. She had many other stories of seeing apparitions and how she ended up removing hte babies from their room and she ended up having them sleep in her room, sounds of people walking, crying, screaming, laughing, yelling, all in the house and all "spirits" or "apparitions". It since had effected her so much that she has told her daughter (my cousin who lived there too) that it was "just a really scary house and it was haunted" but never gave her much detail than that. 


The house since, is still standing. It is not occupied as far as I know