This tale happened to me when I was 19. I just left home for the 2nd time in my life and moved to another town (where I still live). Anyway, I got my first job as a computer/clerk and moved into a house with a woman and her four kids. The house was built early last century (20th) with a small porch at the front. next to the house was a disused garage on a block of land. One night I came back from a party, yes I was drunk, as i stumbled to put my key into the thousands of swirling locks, I suddenly had this awful feeling of someone watching me. Sure enough, there was an old woman wearing a white nightdress standing on some pile of dirt. How did this old woman get here, I mummbled and staggered into the house. I forgot about it until a few nights later I came home late from work, sober, and decided to go the back way. As I about to insert the key, I had that feeling again. I turned around and there she was again. Standing there glaring at me. I couldn't really see her face but her gray hair was all tangled as if she just got of bed. Impossible, i thought, the nursing home is ages away from here.

I left her to it. Now, comes the strangest bit. The old woman somehow had this thing against me. Strange things would happen. One night a mate of mine came over with a Video. We put it on and soon as the Vid started, the lights went on and off, windows started slamming, doors slamming, my mate's going nuts and ran out the door. The Vid cassest narrowly missed my head. I told him about the old woman and he told me never again is he coming back to the house. Another weird thing too. I was by myself one day and the woman's kids had this poofy poodle. Anyway, i was reading a book when a white fluff, thats the only word i can think of, came floating past me followed by the poofy poodle barking at it. I blinked then the poodle came running bacjk with the fluff chasing it. That was it. Old woman and a ghostly piece of fluff, I was out. That was very strange house that one was.