The Man in the Hallway
Some years ago, myself, my wife and our children were living with my in-laws. The house we were living in was built by my wife's grandparents at some point in the 1950s. For as long as we've been together, she would tell stories of experiences she had in the house when she was younger.
On two occasions when she was a child, my wife saw an apparition of a man. In one of the instances she saw him watching her play in her bedroom. The second time that she saw him she was practicing violin in the living room. He was standing in the hallway outside of her bedroom, watching her play. He was a well-dressed man.
A few decades later, we found ourselves living in this house. Our bedroom and the bedroom of our children was in the same hallway that the man had been seen in.
One evening, my wife and I were in our bedroom. It was in the evening, but it wasn't late, 9 or 10 PM. At this point, I will note that the floors of this house are made of solid wood and you can hear when people are walking. We are inside our bedroom and the door was closed. We both hear footsteps coming down the hallway. These were heavy footsteps, too, it sounded like the person walking was wearing boots. We immediately assumed it was my father-in-law, as he often wore heavy boots.
The footsteps approached our door and stopped. We both look at each other and expect a knock on the door from her father. There is no knock, yet, the door knob begins to rattle. It rattles as if there's someone on the other side of the door, shaking the knob, as if they were about to open it. About five seconds later, I approach the door and open it.
No one was there.
There hadn't been time for someone to approach the door, shake the knob and run away. Our children were too young to know to play a joke like this. Even if it was them, they wouldn't have been able to create the noise of such heavy footsteps.
My wife and I kind of looked at each other, as if to ensure that the other person experienced the same thing.
During our time in that house, I would often see shadows walking out of the corner of my eye. On one occasion I saw what appeared to be a white figure standing in the above mentioned hallway.
have been other stories told of experiences in that house, but they are not mine to tell. My wife's grandfather that built the house was living when she saw the man in the hallway, so it couldn't be him.