Ghostly Tea Party

My family and I lived in a house on Prospect St. in a small town called Chester Massachusetts. Many times late at night I would hear voices,music, and what sounded likespoons clinking in cups. I had told my little sister about what I heard. So she had said she would stay awake with me to listen. After many attempts she finally stayed awake with me one night. We had a register in the floor of our bedroom leading to the livingroom below. To allow heat to get to the upstairs. Then it happened, we heard the voices, music, and spoons clinking in cups. We looked down through the register to see what we could see. All we saw was darkness. We listened a little longer and could hear people talking and some laughter. But were unable to make out exactly what was being said. Sounded like a small tea party scene out of Gone With The Wind. Seeing we were unable to view anything through the floor register, I decided to go downstairs to see if there was anyone down there. We made sure to be quiet so as not to frighten the ghosts(ha-ha) Going very slowly because the stairs in our old house were very creaky. Very frightened ourselves we made it, and as we stepped on the last step .......QUIET! All the sounds we had heard, disappeared!

This is not the only experience I have had. It seems as though for some strange reason, I am sensitive to such ghostly presence. It has made me aware that there always more than what meets the eye.