I use to live on Winner Avenue in Baltimore, Maryland. I basically grew up in that house and moved out at the age of 22. I've always heard stories about ghost being in that house but never really believed it. I heard that my cousin, who lived in the house before us was down at the kitchen table one afternoon doing her homework and she had her dog chained in the back room of the basement. In the middle room of the basement was carpet and then in the room that had the steps leading upstairs there was no carpet. Anyhow, she heard the chain then she didn't then she heard it again coming up the steps and hitting against the door. She opened the door because she thought the dog got loose and there was nothing at the door. She went downstairs and the dog was still chained in the back room and he could not go any further then that room. Also, things that happened to me in that house.
My cousin died in that house and I found his body in my room. He died at the age of 29. His birthday was the day before. Anyhow, his room was the back room and we closed his door and kept it shut. Well, I had a friend over and my sister was there too. We were talking and he said Bill was an alcoholic and all of a sudden I heard a loud BOOOOOOOM. I said Harry you need to be quiet.
I had to go to the bathroom and when I went upstairs, Bill's door was open and his light was on. I just turned it off and shut the door. A Well known psychic told my friend that my cousin still was in that house because he didn't know he was dead and that someone would have to go and tell him to move on. Well, his sister went and someone else was living in the house. She said to the person This may sound strange but my brother died in this house and a psychic told me that he is still in this house and needs to move on Can I come in and tell him to move on? The lady said Oh yeah, come on in. She said My kids see a man sitting on their bed in that back room and I didn't believe them.
Plus I use to hear a FOGHORN when the wind blew outside in the house. It was weird. Oh yeah and my Aunt who doesn't believe in ghost was sitting downstairs about 5 am drinking her tea and waiting to go to work. She said nobody was down with her. All of a sudden she heard what sounded like a lion's Roar coming from the kitchen. She said it scared her but she didn't go look. I don't blame her.