Only my very closest friends know the following. I have not discussed it with my parents or my sister, so I honestly don't know if they have ever experienced anything out of the ordinary, or if I was the only one (although one instance was a shared experience with a friend, so there was a witness for that one event).
I grew up in a rural area. It wasn't far from the city, but it wasn't exactly the suburbs either. We had neighbors on either side of us (with about an acre between the homes), but across the street was a big corn field. The road was fairly well-traveled but very dark at night, and it curved up a hill before passing our house. I think it was because of this that there were many accidents in front of our house. I guess people would be going too fast and not paying attention. I remember many nights hearing a loud noise and then running out into the yard with my father to do what we could to help before the paramedics and fire department arrived.
The accidents were usually pretty serious. Many of the cars became airborne after hitting the curve, and probably 9 times out of 10, the cars had flipped. Some survived these accidents, but many did not. I don't know if this is what caused the spooky things in our house or not, but it's the only explanation I can think of since our house was not that old and we knew the original owners, so nothing bad had happened in the house (that I know of, anyway).
I don't really remember when I started noticing strange things. It's just something I remember from my teenage years (we moved into that house when I was 13 and I moved out when I went to college and haven't lived there since). As I remember, it happened on a fairly regular basis.
What I first noticed was that I would see people in the mirror in my bathroom. The bathroom was at the end of a long hall, and when the door was open, the mirror reflected the hall. I would be looking in the mirror, putting on make up or fixing my hair, and in the mirror I would see someone walking down the hall. When I turned to look, the hall was empty. This happened many times, and it was often different people that I saw in the hall (although, I always saw them individually).
The two that I saw the most and remember most clearly were a man and a woman. The man was tall and wearing a dark suit. The woman was slender, she had dark hair that she wore up, and she wore a maroon blouse and sort of khaki pants. I never saw these people's faces--it was always the back of them as they walked down the hall away from me.
Occasionally other things would happen, for example the blinds in my bedroom would sway and wave for no reason. There were no fans or air conditioning on, and the window was not open. I also often felt as though someone was in the room with me at night. I never saw anyone in there, but it was a definite feeling that I had that still makes me shiver today to think of it.
Probably one of the strangest experiences that I had happened one night when my friend was over. We were silly teenagers and fooling around with a Ouija board. The board kept "telling" us something about an accident and the corn field. We just sort of laughed it off and figured that if anything it was talking about an accident that had happened some time in the past. As we were sitting there, we heard what sounded to us like one of those aluminum trash cans rolling down the street. We looked out the window but didn't see anything. We went back to what we were doing, but then we heard what sounded like a car coming slowly up the driveway. The driveway was fairly long, and the end of it near the road was gravel. What we heard sounded like gravel crunching under tires. My friend and I looked at each other and he immediately jumped up and turned off the light and ran to the window to look out. There was nothing there. We sat there, discussing the situation, and finally decided to go outside and see if we could find anything. We looked around for a while but didn't see anything. We were about to go back inside when a car came up the road. I looked out into the street, and when the car's headlights hit the corn field, they shone on the undercarriage of a car. The "rolling trash can" sound we had heard was the car flipping. It had ended up on its side in the corn field, the undercarriage facing us and blending in to the darkness.
It may have been just a coincidence, but I really believe that something was using the Ouija board, and when we wouldn't listen to that, the crunching gravel sound to tell us that someone was in an accident and needed help. If it hadn't been for that, with the way the car was positioned, the accident may not have been discovered until morning, and the person may not have survived.
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