When I was in my early 20s, I lived in a WWII era former military apartment. It was an interesting place – my first apartment.
Strange things happened there. The water turned itself on and off. Latched doors opened and closed.
And then there was night time. At night, as I was lying in bed, I would feel the bed depress next to me. I would feel the brush of breath across my cheek and my hair would flutter as someone whispered “I love you” in my ear.
Was the place haunted? No idea. Interesting place though.