These things happened with the first few months after I moved into the house, but as the months progressed, things took a new approach. During the night, I would be awakened by a variety of noises. I would open my eyes and gaze at the darkened ceiling, listening to the sounds of bottles being moved about and of voices of people deep in conversation. The sounds seemed to be coming from the basement. I could detect the source of the sounds because the house is not very large and I am familiar with the rooms.

Most nights the voices sounded like a group of people, but on some nights, I was wakened by the voice of a man speaking very harshly and the sound of a woman responding loudly. It was difficult to make out what they were saying even though the language was English. The voices were muffled, but the intensity and the anger was very clear. I heard these voices only at night, but both night and day I heard the sounds of bottles being moved and sometimes broken.

Sometimes, when I was in one room like the kitchen, I would hear the sound of a breaking plate or vase coming from another room. At this, my dog would run in circles and bark wildly; then, I would run into the room expecting to see a mess of pottery on the floor. I would find only my dog, and I would have to let her out immediately, because of her extreme nervousness...

These smashing sounds could occur in any room at any time throughout the house. People who had spent the night with me have reported hearing the sounds of breaking glass and feeling both the extreme cold and web-like fingers brush against their skin. One visitor heard the sound of someone chopping wood at 3:00 a.m. Other visitors reported seeing framed pictures lifted off their nails and crash on the floor, articles of clothing move about or disappear, and jewelry or coffee cups disappear at the turn of a head.

One day, a friend, who was enjoying a hot cup of coffee in the living room, rose from her chair and left the room for a moment. When she returned, the cup was gone. To this day we have not found the cup. Friends and family, who have spent the night, awake in the morning and reach for their clothing only to find a shirt, or a shoe, or a sock missing.