We moved into our current rental 3 months ago. It's a 1920s detached house with a very large garden...we're in Oz it's a bungalow)
It has what I'd call a strong atmosphere....not one I'm uncomfortable with but two of DDs mates who don't know one another have declared it "spooky".
It IS a big on the spooky side but that's because most of it is original...fireplaces, doors and kitchen...and it's a bit ramshackle...but I like it and so do the DC and DH.
Anyway...in our first week here, DH took the dog out at about ten pm. Kids both asleep. I was sitting in one of the sitting rooms...this one is next to the kitchen.
The kitchen leads into a bit of a lean to...a rough sort of "add on"...and there's a sliding door from this add on, going into the garden.
I was reading and DH had been gone about ten minutes when I distinctly heard the sliding door open...it has a very definite sound to it...and then I heard a man's sigh. Like a tired, man's sigh.
I was so convinced that something had happened to cause DH to cut the dog's hour long walk short that I tutted and called "What's the matter now?"
DH is a notorious faffer and he's the kind to come back ten minutes into his walk because he forgot his spare poo bag.
Silence.
"DH?"
Nothing.
I get up feeling scared incase it's an intruder and find the sliding door locked and shut.
It happened a second time about a week later and then, another week went by and DH heard it.
It happened again last night. Nobody there.
It's often when DH is out but sometimes when he's here but I'm not.
There's no neighbours on either side of us and a BIG garden. We're flanked by a field on one side and a bit of wasteland on the other, then a ten min walk takes you to shops which are shut at night.
Its a ghost isn't it? What else could it be?