Rowhouse Footsteps

From: Z (zimm@hmivax.humgen.upenn.edu)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Lancaster PA
Source: Form Submission

Personal Experience

A few years ago I was in my friend M"s rowhouse. I was in a room at the top of the stairs working on resumes with my friend, J. It was around 5:15 or so, and we were waiting for M. to come home so we could get something together for dinner.

We heard M. unlock the door, walk through the living room, dining room (pass the stairs) and go into the kitchen. J., who stayed there often, thought it was odd for M. not to come upstairs and change out of his work clothes, etc. We called to M. and remarked that it was strange that he wore his cowboy boots to work (we heard them klunking on the floors).

He didn"t respond so we decided to shut down the computer and go downstairs to see what he was doing. Then we heard him unlock the door, come inside and call to us. He didn"t have his cowboy boots on, and he was coming directly upstairs. Naturally, we freaked because he said he hadn"t come in before then and he had quiet shoes on anyway. EEK!