When my daughter was a couple of months old, her father and I split up and I moved back home with mom and her husband. Our bedroom had been part of the attic that was enclosed. The floors creaked really bad. Anyway, one Saturday, I was doing laundry down stairs. Only my daughter and I were home. She was taking a nap...I guess she was around 1 1/2 years old.
While I'm loading the washer, I hear footsteps upstairs...floors creaking. I figured she was up so I went up there to check on her and she was still asleep.
Another time, I had gotten home from beauty school and went to the kitchen to start the dishes. In the living room was a piano...I have this piano in my home now...and someone was pounding on the piano keys. I yelled, "COURTNEY, STOP THAT!" I was not in the best of moods. It stopped for a few seconds and started again. I turned off the water and dried my hands. I was going to pop her hiney for disobeying me. Walked into the living room and no one was in there. Went to the den and Courtney was in there with my step-dad watching t.v. Asked him if she'd been in there the whole time and he said yes. I asked him who was messing with the piano and he said, "I thought you were."
My stepdad's 1st wife had passed away due to cancer. While she was living, he and his wife took in their son's best friend, wife and child for a short while. They stayed upstairs. One morning, the baby had passed away.
SIDS had taken it's life. Well, stepdad's wife ran upstairs trying to resuscitate the baby to no evail.
Speaking to a stepbrother one day we started talking about all of this and he said that he's seen the ghost...it was his mother running upstairs to try to save the baby.
Now was she the one that kept checking on my daughter?
Stepdad use to tell me that he felt spirits all the time in the home. He could feel them walk right up behind him.