I used to live in van, on Findlay st. (between trout lake & commercial) my aunt lived on the same st. her house was 3 floors and she'd rent out the top floor. Before i was born there was a family that lived on the top floor soon after moving in they started to have problems and the husband ended up killing himself or his whole family, cant remember.
Whenever a family would move in since that incident, their relationship seemed to get worse and worse (coincidence sure) but anyone whoever moved into the top floor wouldn't last long they'd always move out quickly, most of their stories were that people were breaking in, in the middle of the night. Unlocking the back door (terrace) and just walking through the house.. ??? even though no sign of forced entry ever showed.
Whenever i was at my aunts house you could hear people moving around upstairs either running from one side to the other or just slowly strolling through, this is when no ones living upstairs. My aunt herself would get scared i imagined she became somewhat senile cuz she used to talk to the ceiling saying "sorry about the noise" or "don't get mad" shit like that.
This is where it starts turning weird.. One night when i was at my house looking across the street towards my aunts place i saw that there was a guy at the top floor looking out the window, my imagination got me kind of chilly but i figured it was probably a new tenant.. then i found out no one was living up there and my aunt wasnt going to rent it out anymore.. gives me the chills thinking about it
this is when things started happening on the 2nd floor as well we would see a man standing just by the corner of our eyes my cousin saw a guy standing in the hallway looking in the bathroom where she was coming out of.. Also my aunt raises a parrot, its locked in a cage, one morning she woke to find the parrot de-feathered and dead (cage still locked) i was pretty much too scared to go over to her house anymore after that, and she soon moved out of the place as well.
As i got older i heard more stories about things happening in the basement where an older man lived i always thought he was just crazy though so i still wouldnt believe what he said goes on down there is true, its pretty much more of the same except he claims he's been attacked by it and things would fly around etc few years later we heard he passed away through the grapevine, dont know of what, but my aunt claims she saw his ghost while clearing out the basement.
my aunt ended up selling the house 5ish years ago, she didnt tell them about the stories but the new owners painted the house a weird green and added some odd looking chinese doors to the place kinda makes the house fit in more with the happenings
edit: i totally forgot a better description of where it is would be beside the Croation Centre
next to the apartment.
another note, all the people who rented after the death if there were any guys they'd always get injured badly (coincidence maybe but yeah)