"One night, at about 3AM I clearly heard
someone coming up the stairs to the bedrooms. We lived in one of those old Cape
Cod type houses, built around the turn of the century. The stairs had no carpet
on them and the hallway was quite bare with excellent acoustics. I called out,
'Hello?' wondering if it was a burglar or other intruder.
"We had only lived in
the house for less than a year. The previous owner had myriad tenants who
rented rooms. There was a distinct possibility that one of these ex-tenants
came back from a night of drinking or drugs and had mistaken our home for
theirs.
"I could tell that the person on the stairs had stopped right at the top
step or the one right below it. I turned on my light, got out of bed, and
looked at the top of the stairs and no one was there.
"There was no possibility
of someone running down the stairs before I got there. There was no place to
hide. There was no possibility of there being someone
making the noise outside of the house. The footfalls were definitely on the
stairs. I remember hearing that slight crunch of that stuff between your shoes
and the treads of the stairs. Someone had definitely been walking up the
stairs. But no one was there."