[Becky]

My husband and I moved into a nice rented house. We lived there 2 years. The first yr I was pregnant with our first child and the second was her first yr of life. When she was about a yr old, we bought a house and were moving out.

When we first rented the house, we were so excited because it was a house and we could buy a clothes dryer and washing machine as there was a basement. Prior, we had to go to laundermats. Both of us always felt sick and weird going in the basement - much more that I usually did when I was a child. We felt we saw a young man down there but never really spoke of it to anyone else but ourselves. If you knew my husband, you would know that he wouldn't believe me if I told him of this but it happened to him too.

The day before we moved out of the house the man who delivered heating oil came to do a reading on the tank so that our landlord could reimburse us for the unused oil we had purchased. The oil man was quite elderly and had been servicing the house and the neighborhood for a long, long time. We had never really spoken to him because the tank could be filled from the outside and both my husband and I worked. Even when I had the baby and was home a couple of months, it was summer so he never came. He told us that the original owners of the house had a son who hung himself in the basement - right where the washer and dryer were.

Boy, we were so glad to move to our new house the next day!!