In 1996 I moved to an old "salt box" house in Glen Carbon, Illinois. The house I lived in was built in 1892, and was built for housing coal miners in the area.When we first moved there I recall a time when I went outside of my house andsat down on the curb. While sitting there, I could see a woman approaching mein period clothing to my left. As she came up behind me, I turned to my rightto look at her as she passed but there was no one there. That wasn't the only occurrence that happened in that house.About a year later while we were in the attic, we discovered old newspaper clippings from 1927 and most interesting we found two coal miner pay stubs from 1893 from a former resident. After these were discovered, strange things began to happen. Doors would open on their own, I would hear my name whispered in my ear at odd hours of the night. But the scariest experience I had occurred one night around 3 AM. In the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom we had another crawlspace. The door to this crawlspace wasn't attached, and was just a cut out portion of the wall that we had to lean against the opening. I was using the bathroom that night, I didn't even turn on the light. I looked in the mirror to my left and in the mirror I could see the door behind me. Suddenly the door just fell open by itself, crashing onto the bathtub behind it.I screamed the most terrifying scream and my sister's friend ran to my aid. There was no air flow coming into that bathroom, in fact the air was stale and humid. I could find no explanation for that door to fall open like it did. Over the next few years until we moved out in 2005, I would frequently hear the door falling in the middle of the night when it hadn't been disturbed for days before.