I have soooo many stories of events that actually happened to me and my family.
When I was between 15-18, we lived in a haunted house in a woodsy/mountainous area. We didn’t know it was haunted when we moved in. And even if we did, I don’t think any of us believed in ghosts/ bhoot/ etc at this point and probably wouldn’t have cared.
We had to move due to dad’s work. We rented a house from a family, an elderly woman and her 2 sons. The house we intended to move into was occupied by the elderly mother. She was ill and would remain in the house until she was moved to a nursing home. But until then, we were given the house directly next door, which was the sons’ house, and told we could shift into the original house with in a few months.
We moved in and everything seemed normal. We would see the lights in the house next door turn on and off. Someone or some people moving from room to room. When us kids were playing in the shared back yard, we would hear someone talking and doors opening/ closing.
A few months came and went and we were never told to move into the other house. The landlords (sons’) came by to check on the place and my parents asked how their mother was. The sons explained that their mother passed away a few days before we moved in and they haven’t had the heart to go into the house to clean it up since then… Meaning for months, no one has been into the house.
I mentioned the people walking and the lights turning on and off, they said that was impossible because no one other than them have the keys.
The sons went into the house to make sure someone didn’t think it was abandoned and decided to move in, they came back and said nothing had been moved. There was dust and cobwebs everywhere. But we continues to hear and see movement for the remainder of our stay.