Haunting Memories: Life in a Central Minnesota Farmhouse

We lived alongside the unexplained, finding peace amidst the paranormal. 

Let me take you back to the late 1970s, to a remote corner of Central Minnesota where my childhood home stood. Tucked away down two miles of dirt roads and 14 miles from the nearest small town, this house was isolated, weathered, and steeped in mystery. 

When we moved in, the house had been abandoned for at least a decade. There was no plumbing, and the yard was so overgrown that the weeds reached the windows. An old two-seater outhouse stood at the yard’s edge, a relic of another time. My family spent countless hours restoring the house: hand-digging water lines, converting an old bedroom into a bathroom, and rebuilding the barn into a functional dairy barn. 

But the history of the house was as wild as its surroundings. Built by two bachelor brothers, the property carried a dark story—one brother, it was rumored, died on the property after being kicked in the head by a horse. Locals whispered about hauntings and refused to set foot near the house. 

For us, those whispers became reality. Over the 13 years we lived there, we encountered countless unexplainable events. 

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### Encounters with the Unseen 

One of the most vivid memories involved a family friend. He had briefly lived in the house years before but moved out due to violent experiences. During a visit, he went to use the bathroom, and as he exited, a cup flew from behind him, striking him on the head. The source of the cup was a mystery—it wasn’t stored in the bathroom, and the dishwasher was usually rolled into the kitchen. 

Another time, I was having a slumber party with my best friends, Nikki and Sharla. As we sat on my bed laughing with the bedroom door open, the door suddenly slammed shut and locked itself. My friends were terrified and left immediately, cutting the party short. 

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### Voices in the Night 

Noises were a common occurrence. Footsteps echoed through the house at night, so often that my older brother decided to record while we slept. On one recording, he captured not only footsteps but also the faint sound of two men conversing—though no one else was awake. 

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### A Helping Hand? 

One of the eeriest moments came one evening while tending to the dairy farm. My mom asked me to open a newly fixed gate outside the barn. I struggled with the latch until I heard what I thought was my dad explaining how to open it. Grateful, I turned to thank him, but no one was there. When I went inside to tell my mom, she informed me my dad was still at work. 

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### Living with the Unknown 

While some locals warned of danger, we never felt threatened by the strange happenings. The unexplained became part of our daily lives, and we grew accustomed to the eerie sounds, objects moving, and uninvited whispers in the dark. 

After we moved out, another family tried to make a life there but left, claiming the hauntings were unbearable. 

This house remains a piece of my past, filled with both the hard work of rebuilding a home and the spine-tingling memories of living alongside the unexplained. 

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