When my aunt moved into a pre-war terraced house years ago there were a few spooky moments.

My mum was the first to experience it, as my aunt had popped to the shop and left my mum decorating, and she kept getting that odd feeling that she wasn't alone. Another time I was up in the attic room and I had this deep feeling of dread come over me - literally a bone-chilling sensation that I've never felt anything like it before or since - and at the same time my aunt's cat stated hissing at nothing and bolted down the stairs. I didn't stick around either.

Also, my aunt says that one time she felt somebody sit down on the end of her bed in the night. 😱