I had been saving this story for myself, since it's very odd and was a bit strange, but I figured I may as well share it. My close friend has always called herself sensitive and she has quite a few stories- nothing outlandish enough for me to ever question her, though I am very much on the fence with that sort of thing (even though she's pretty much proved me wrong before, but that is a different story).
I have never thought anything strange is in my house. It's a perfectly normal little house in a fairly normal neighborhood. For a while, my friend lived with my fiancé and I as she figured some personal issues out.
She never seemed to mind living there and seemed to like the break from worrying about money. It was not until after she moved out that she asked me if I had ever experienced anything in the house. I have never had my own personal experience, so of course, I told her "No."
She went on to tell me that while she was staying there, especially when she was alone, she would hear voices coming from the kitchen. Once she entered the kitchen, they would stop. She said that they always seemed frantic.
Once, she told me that she heard crying in the middle of the night and thought it was me. She walked into my bedroom to find my fiancé and I passed out, completely oblivious to the world.
Towards the end of her stay, she heard someone screaming from the kitchen that their child was dead. Another time, someone screaming desperately for help and someone frantically praying.
Obviously, that is a bit bone chilling to hear someone say that they heard someone screaming about the death of a child in your own house. I looked up the history of my house and found no deaths in it. It's not that old and has had only two previous owners, both tenants there before my fiancé purchased it.
I brushed it off as her hearing my neighbors talk and her imagination, but she still believes that something is wrong with my house. She remained convinced that something had happened there. I eventually caved and asked my fiance if anything weird had happened involving the death of a child in the house. He said no, but in the neighborhood, a family had accidentally run over their ten month old child and he did not survive. The scene was extremely frantic. The family, apparently, did not go back to the house (I don't blame them).
I have always wondered for the last few months if maybe she picked up on the energy left over from that scene- the pain and the frantic energy. I have always believe that energy can attach itself to a place, even if it's not a conscious energy, just residual. It's always made me wonder and be a bit torn between whether she actually experienced it or whether it's a coincidence. It could be a large coincidence and, being human, we put the pieces together ourselves, correct or not. I have linked the article about the child (carefully selected to not give away my location).
I have no explanation for why the voices always seemed to come from the kitchen.
Http://www.koat.com/911-Tapes-Recall-Distress-During-Child-s-Death/6136254
My heart goes out to your friends, Argette. No one should have to go through the loss of a child. My fiance's parents lost their daughter, as well.