I want to preface this by emphasizing that we never encountered these issues until we moved into this house. And once we left, these things didn’t happen again. So, it was most likely tied to this specific residence. For safety reasons, I'll only disclose the street name, not the exact house, which we'll refer to as the Fowler house. During my younger years, I resided in the Fowler house for a brief period, around two years or so. But it appeared we weren't alone. My mother's sister had purchased the Fowler house, and we undertook the task of renovating it for her. In return, we were granted the opportunity to stay there. The initial condition of the house was dismal, the rooms had drug needles, fake fingernails, traces of blood, and scattered garbage – remnants of, as they suspected, squatters. Undeterred, my parents invested substantial effort into transforming the house, turning it into a pretty home. My father often worked a lot, so it was usually just me, my mother, and siblings. My little sister, not even 1 at the time, would refer to any man as “dada” so it scared the shit out of my mom, alone in the house with us, when she would point to a spot in the room, eyes fixated and say just that,”dada.” This happened many times in different parts of the house. She decided it wasn’t anything to be concerned about since she’s a baby, that was until… My 3-and-a-half-year-old sister had a REALLY creepy closet in her room. Unlike mine it had no lights, carved words in the wall, and while renovating it out that’s where they found the most of the blood, fake fingernails, false eyelashes, and trash. None of us kids would go ANYWHERE near it. Nor would friends that came over. She would tell my mom some angry guy lived in there, but never came out of the closet. This freaked my mother out, so she locked it and put a dresser in front of it. My sister slept better and stopped talking about the closet after that. It wasn’t just her room either, At the age of 5, my mom said I would hear overwhelmingly loud drum-like sounds in my ears at night, causing me to cry most nights. I would also see a woman emerge from my closet. I remember her having pale-almost see through skin with features that were kinda uncanny. This room was already pretty chilly but it seemed to feel even colder when she was around. This woman would slowly approach the foot of my bed, standing there before disappearing or until I fell asleep. Or alternatively if I was playing with my toys or somewhere else in my room she would move toward me, keeping her distance, then like the other times, go away. Unlike the drumming sound I would hear, I wasn’t the only one to see her. My 3 year old sister, whom I Previously mentioned, had seen her there a few times. I’d have really bad nightmares in that room as well and would have to sleep in with my mom or sisters quite often. Even when we went out I was “haunted” by figures. My mom said one time before school we had stopped to get McDonald’s and I had started screaming in tears “THAT MAN IS GOING TO GET HIT!” and “ MOM THAT BUS IS GOING TO HIT HIM!” She said nothing was there, just a storage unit, no man or bus. She then explained to me that I had said he was “all bloody and limping around.” And continued to describe the scene in detail. Keep in mind I was 5 and had NO exposure to any content of the sort. My mother started to feel worried about all of the activity here. Plus the Fowler house, while all cleaned up and pretty still had this waying-uneasy feeling in it, everyone who entered said so. This was odd since the neighborhood was/is a pretty well kept area with nice neighbors. My older brother didn’t have many experiences, as far as I’m aware. He’s a bit of a skeptic and often tries to explain these things with logic, which I can respect. Idk what to believe to be honest, all I know is that this was creepy as hell. I can’t imagine being my mother in that situation. This is as much as I can remember about the Fowler house before we moved out. My aunt ended up moving out of state and selling the place years later. If you live here now I’m curious if you have similar experiences or not.