Several months ago, I purchased a Regina Disc Music Box from a woman in Sacramento CA. The music box had been in her family for many years and her great aunt was the original owner. The woman never had any kids, so she had no family member to pass it down to. After I purchased it and brought it home, my 5 year old grandaughter Kaylie became totally entranced by it. I finally got her stair steps so she could play the discs and wind the music box up herself.
Whenever Kaylie spent the night, she would walk by the music box to where the stairs were, and climb the stairs to her room. We started noticing that everytime Kaylie walked by, the box would start playing on it's own for 5-10 seconds. This would always be when the stop lever was on, or after the music box had run down the crank and stopped playing. I took the box in to be serviced, and the technician could find no reason why the box was going on and off whenever Kaylie walked by. It would not go on when me or my husband walked by, just Kaylie. We thought that maybe the vibration of her walking near the box might be setting off the mechanism, but it would not explain why we didn't cause the box to play, when we are so much bigger than she.
After several weeks of this activity, Kaylie came downstairs one morning and told us "I saw the grandmother ghost last night and she told me she is happy I listen to her music box". We then asked her to describe the grandmother ghost which she did. I sent an e-mail to the woman I purchased the music box from and she said that the description Kaylie provided sounded like her great aunt, the original owner of the music box. She also said her grandmother loved children and would have been thrilled that Kaylie was so entranced with it.
The night before mother's day, Kaylie asked if she could write the grandmother ghost a card. She dictated a short note and signed her name "Love Kaylie". After Mother's day, we noticed that the music box did not start out of nowhere near as much. However, every once in a while it still starts playing out of nowhere when she walks up the stairs. Interestingly, it never starts playing when she walks down the stairs. We firmly believe that the original owner of the music box followed it to our house in Nevada.