My grandparents lived in an old farm house they'd rented for like 30 years. I grew up hearing ghost stories all my life about it, and had my own experience there too. Apparently the farmer that owned it died in it, and didn't like people in there. He obviously wasn't harmful or anything, just fucked with people who were there as best as his ghostly self could.

My dad told me a story about how when he was a kid there he was with a friend playing upstairs, waiting for their brother to get home off the bus. They heard him run up the stairs, but never saw him, looked all around. The third time this happened, as they were looking the bus pulled up and out popped his brother.

My step-Grandma moved in years after that. She is a very spiritual / Christian woman and apparently when she first moved in with my grandpa the ghost went a little nuts. I'm not sure exactly what happened to her, but she managed to tell it she/they were there to take care of the house, would keep it safe, etc and it went pretty quiet.

For a time while I was in college I lived there. All of the friends I've ever brought there could definitely tell there was something else there, place had a vibe about it. One night I wanted to play some games on the big tv downstairs, so I grabbed my ps3 and started to quietly make my way down. Now both my grandparents were asleep in a room across the hall. I wanted to game and didn't want to be interrupted, so I didn't want to wake them. This was an old farmhouse, and I wasn't yet familiar with where all the floorboard squeaks were, so I went extremely slow. I would take one soft step, and wait and listen. Sure enough, every time I heard both of my grandparents distinct snores.

I went through that elaborate description of my creeping around because, as I almost made it to the steps down after doing this for about 10 steps, I hear a voice I didnt recognize from right behind my head whisper "Goodnight [my name]".

Needless to say I immediately tossed my precious ps3 on my bed and booked it out of the house to stay with my gf for the night. My grandma had a priest bless the house once a month after that and there weren't any other problems.