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My family recently purchased another farm, and we’ve been doing a lot of work cleaning up the old house, barns, and other outbuildings. The abstract for the property details that the land was originally settled and timber was cut down and cleared in 1852. While the original structures are gone, most of the barns and the old farmhouse are anywhere from 90 to 120 years old, so I figured there might be some interesting artifacts with so much history in one place.

After several consecutive days spent on the property exploring and cleaning, my parents left me there one afternoon to keep working alone while they went to unload a trailer of junk. After perhaps an hour of fixing a fence, I all of a sudden heard what sounded like muffled voices in the barn. I thought perhaps they had returned, but I soon realize there were no vehicles in the driveway. I asked who was in the barn (“perhaps a neighbor walked over?” I thought) and I walked into the door way realizing that whoever it was, was upstairs in the empty loft. This barn is massive, and it sounded like boots walking across and clanking on the floor at the other end of the barn, however the voices stopped. I climbed the nearest ladder and poked my head through the opening only to discover no one and nothing. I thought I was losing my mind, and shortly afterward my parents returned. We did another thorough search of the building after I explained to them what I had heard. Of course, we found no one and nothing.

There were no more strange occurrences until this past weekend. On Friday night we stayed in the house because it was clean enough to sleep in. I awoke to find what looked like a tall shadow standing at the other end of my room. I was totally frozen, but after several seconds or perhaps a minute of staring at it I stood up and it seemed to vanish. I decided that I wanted to do some more research into the history of the property and perhaps talk to nearby landowners who may have known past families that have owned the property.

One of the nearest neighbors, about a mile away, is a 92-year-old man named Ralph whose family has lived in the area for over 150 years. What Ralph told me chilled my blood. After asking him if he could speak to the history of the property and the area overall, he immediately told me about the Bush family. He said they are distant relatives of the presidential family, and that there were several brothers who came to the area around 1910. Apparently, they came from money as well as they bought most of the properties around ours, and they took turns helping each other build a nice house and some barns on each of the acreages.

However, one of the brothers was killed in an accident in our house sometime in the early 1920s while trying to wire the house for electricity! Worse yet, less than 10 years later at the height of the Great Depression, the brother who owned our property, John, was going to lose the farm. Supposedly, John and his wife left the children in the house, and walked across the yard to the barn to have what amounted to an argument. After a heated debate with his wife in the barn where I had heard the muffled voices and footsteps, John reportedly proclaimed that it would be better for the family if he took his own life because the bank would not repossess the property from a widow with children.

Ralph told me that John hanged himself later that day in the barn. Tragically, John’s prediction was incorrect, as the bank did in fact repossess the property, with an official reportedly citing the wife’s extended family she can stay with.

I was never a believer in the paranormal, and I certainly never gave it much thought. However, I am now thoroughly convinced that my experiences on the property are proof that the souls of these two men have remained behind – disturbed and perhaps unable or unwilling to leave.

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