We had a 3 story house in New Bedford, MA in which the first floor was my office. Third floor was maids quarters. House was built by a gentleman from NY who owned Wamsutta Mills. His sisters were the Children's charity.
One day I saw a figure on the second floor hall near the bathroom. Later one time our dogs were playing a little rough and I heard a low voice "I don't like that". We were never bothered. When my wife was in law school her partner was working in my office one night and the next day I asked her to ask him why he closed the doors on the second floor. Ah, he was scared and said "don't do that to me. I didn't close any doors". This guy a firefighter who loved going into burning buildings.
I believe the ghost liked us.
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