Hi everyone. Let me first say that I hope you all had a very happy holiday! And also I want to thank you all for the positive responses you have sent me. I'll try to answer as many of the questions as possible.
Some background on the house: The house was built in the 1940's and has gone through several owners. Over the years I have lived here I have asked some of the long-time residents of the street about history and nothing unusual or spectacular has happened here. The owners previous to me were an older couple in the 70's. They hadn't actually lived here very long (less than 10 years). The gentleman had been ill with cancer I've been informed. He was receiving home health care but eventually died in hospital (not at the house). Previous to them was a young couple who also didn't live here more than 4 or 5 years. And beyond that I don't know any specific details but I have been informed by some neighbours that it's been fairly uninteresting.
Assuming that my visitor has entered the house through something that I have picked up at an auction sale or flea market, it will be fairly easy to narrow down wich items. I only started noticing the strange activity in the house in late May or early June and as May was very rainy and cool here in Ontario, I didn't go out to many auctions or flea markets. In fact I only went to one in May and prior to that was sometime in March. I only purchased a few items at the sale. A few of them went into my store to be used as decorating or display items and the others went home. The only things brought into the house was 2 sets of dishes.
And I think I may be able to narrow it down even more to one particular set of dishes. Upon bringing the dishes home I immediately put the boxes into the basement. About a month or so ago I brought one of those boxes of dishes upstairs to wash and put into my china cabinet. As I was washing them I felt something brush across my feet. That was my first experience with the touching feeling that I've been noticing. At first I thought I had splashed some water out of the sink but the floor and my feet were completely dry. This has now happened many times since that evening. It is not always my feet, but it is always below the knee. Perhaps if I remove that set of dishes from the house I can see if anything changes over time.
I was asked in an earlier post if the voice I hear is male or female. I am fairly certain that the voice is masculine.
Since posting on here and reading the replies I have begun trying to communicate with him. I have spoken, aloud, to him several times now. I've acknowledged his presence and asked him to let me know what he needs or what I should be doing. I've also told him that I do not fear him as he's given me no reason to. I really haven't received any messages or signs but I'll continue to speak to him. Now maybe I am grasping at straws here, but there might have been a sign from him on Christmas eve. Something interesting happened to me. It's kind of personal so I won't post it publicly. Nothing bad or dirty
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For those who are curious or able to help, I'll gladly email you the details.
I was also asked about scents and if things are being moved around on me. I haven't noticed any strange or different smells. But then again, being a candlemaker, I work with scents everyday. My nose is pretty much immune to smells - unless they're pretty strong LOL ... And I really haven't noticed any of my personal items being moved around or gonig missing. It may have happened and I've simply not paid enough attention to notice it. It's something I'll be watching for in the future.
It's been pretty quiet here this weekend. I haven't noticed any activity. The last thing that's occurred that I attribute to me visitor happened a few nights ago. I was sitting in the rec room and surfing the net. I heard my dog scratching himself. It was that familiar friction sound of claws on fur being accompanied by the jingle of dog tags. The scratching sound last for about 5 seconds or so. When it stopped I looked over at the dog - but he wasn't there. So I went on a hunt for him. I found him upstairs, in the livingroom asleep on the couch - breathing heavy and eyes closed (really asleep). I don't think he could have gone upstairs and fallen asleep in only a few seconds.
I will still keep everyone posted on the unusual goings on here. =)