Sam's Story

The house was a 2 story residence in Detroit that my grandmother owned. She lived upstairs, and a gentleman lived downstairs for a lot of years.

One day the man was found dead in his kitchen on the floor. He died of a heart attack.Here's the first strange thing-the day he died was circled in black on 3 different calendars in the house.

The flat was empty for about 2 months, so I asked if my wife and I could move inand help my grandmother with rent money. Before we moved in I renovated the flat. In the kitchen where the man died, I put in a sub-floor and adhesive tiles.

We would wake up in the morning, and the tiles would be moved in the spot where the man was found. I tried everything to get those tiles to stop moving-no luck.

Now, we had a child, and when he was about 3 years old, he woke up one morning and told me: "daddy, there was an old man in my room last night". I told him it was  a dream.

 Later that week we were upstairs looking through photos with my grandmother. My son looked at a photo and said it was the man he saw in his room. It was a photo of the man that used to live there.

The room we set up as a game room used to be the old mans bedroom.

I used to smell "Old English" and "English Leather" cologne every so often. I've never had a bottle of it, but I was told that the old man wore it. We have also had cold spots in the house in the middle of summer.

The good thing was that the man knew us from our early childhood, so I don't think he was upset or trying to harm us in any way. It was just an eerie feeling.

-Sam