We lived in an extremely haunted house for a short time in Westpoint, MS. I was a toddler, but I heard the stories from my mom. I remember the house and the creepy closet at the top of the stairs. There were always footsteps at night on the stairs. My mom said she would put everything up in the kitchen, and go back in and everything was moved and on the floor. She would lock all the doors and windows, but a black cat would still get in. The same cat that attacked the landlord. Our pet rabbits disappeared and ended up on the roof. My mom sent my oldest brother away because he stopped acting like himself and she found a noose in his closet. One night my adopted sister(her mom lived with us then) was asleep in her crib downstairs, in a little room that wasn’t really a bedroom. It had 3 doors. She screamed, and all the doors were shaking. My mom, her mom, and her mom’s boyfriend all tried to get in a door, they were all locked and shaking. The doors stopped shaking eventually and unlocked. When they got in the room, the crib was in the middle and turned over on its side. My sister was still crying. Her mom’s boyfriend(a cop) never came back in the house. My mom rented another house just to get away. When I ask my brothers, they don’t remember anything weird. Both moms are passed now, so I can’t ask them more about it. It seems like the house is frequently on the market.