Long post ahead....I can not sleep. I was sound asleep and felt a tap on my hand. I thought it was my husband so I sat up and said "What?" but he was sleeping. I could then hear the dogs downstairs fighting. I was woken because it wanted me to take care of the situation I guess.
When we first moved here almost 5 yrs ago we would keep finding button grommets. We would find them in the strangest places. Handfulls of them.
The room we call the pink room would smell of a flowery perfume sometimes. My youngests room would always be warm even though he was on the north side of the building. The rest of the house is cold. We have since began renovating the upstairs and found layers of hand painted nursery paper. One time my youngest came into my room and tried to wake me but I was so tired I could not stay awake to hear what he needed until I was tapped several times on my leg and then pinched. I thought it was him but he was laying head to head w/ me. He had a fever and had peed himself.
One time I was bent over picking up my husbands laundry nagging him about how he needs to pick up after himself. I heard footsteps behind me and grumbling. I turned around saying to my husband; "Don't you talk to me that way." But there was no one there. Sometimes we hear footsteps or a door opening from the outside and footsteps in the back room. We have a dimmer switch on our chandelier in our living room, sometimes the light goes up and down. When we first moved here our nieghbor asked us if we believe in ghosts. I asked why and he told us about his aunt dying in the house. There was also a graveyard that was in our back yard that was relocated. (There's a large church across the street. My nieghbor said that when it flooded one time he found antique boots. He thinks they did not get all the bodies because long ago many graves were never marked. I was a skeptic till I moved here. But not anymore. Usually it is only unsettling. I love this old house, sometimes it just freaks me out.We have tried to find people that specialize in the super natural but they all live too far away to come to this small Iowa town. Have any of you had any experiences? Now it feels they are part of the family. I know that probably sounds crazy but if it happened to you no telling how you would react.
When we first moved here almost 5 yrs ago we would keep finding button grommets. We would find them in the strangest places. Handfulls of them.
The room we call the pink room would smell of a flowery perfume sometimes. My youngests room would always be warm even though he was on the north side of the building. The rest of the house is cold. We have since began renovating the upstairs and found layers of hand painted nursery paper. One time my youngest came into my room and tried to wake me but I was so tired I could not stay awake to hear what he needed until I was tapped several times on my leg and then pinched. I thought it was him but he was laying head to head w/ me. He had a fever and had peed himself.One time I was bent over picking up my husbands laundry nagging him about how he needs to pick up after himself. I heard footsteps behind me and grumbling. I turned around saying to my husband; "Don't you talk to me that way." But there was no one there. Sometimes we hear footsteps or a door opening from the outside and footsteps in the back room. We have a dimmer switch on our chandelier in our living room, sometimes the light goes up and down. When we first moved here our nieghbor asked us if we believe in ghosts. I asked why and he told us about his aunt dying in the house. There was also a graveyard that was in our back yard that was relocated. (There's a large church across the street. My nieghbor said that when it flooded one time he found antique boots. He thinks they did not get all the bodies because long ago many graves were never marked. I was a skeptic till I moved here. But not anymore. Usually it is only unsettling. I love this old house, sometimes it just freaks me out.We have tried to find people that specialize in the super natural but they all live too far away to come to this small Iowa town. Have any of you had any experiences? Now it feels they are part of the family. I know that probably sounds crazy but if it happened to you no telling how you would react.
The second I heard "graveyard in back"
the "FOR SALE" sign would have gone up in front. 
I'll have to dig out the photo and then ask for help in attaching it.