Strange house

          There is another house in this town that makes mine downright boring by comparison. Built during the same period of time (1857), this brick structure is larger by three rooms than mine. It also has a widows walk on the roof. Previous owners of the house would never venture to the third floor after sundown. They claimed you were never alone there, on the third floor, and the guest not only walked, but opened and closed doors, and physically moved objects. Their ghost manifested as woman, heavy set, average height, dressed in navy blue or black, long victorian gown. She was also frequently seen on the stairs to the attic (third floor). I've been in that attic, during daylight hours; its the same as my own house, except it was divided into several rooms whereas mine is just two large rooms. I and others with me, have heard the steps in the upstairs hall. We witnessed an indian feather cloak rise and stand straight out in front of an upstairs doorway and no breeze was felt, and as heavy as that cloak was, it would have taken a downright stiff wind to raise it. The cloak was intended to block-off a part of the house during a tour; needless to say it was quickly replaced.