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On this one, I am speaking from personal experience. This was one of three haunted homes I lived in over the years. The legend that goes with this house varies. In one story, the house used to be a barn, and a drunk barnhand killed his son there, then hung himself. In another version, the house was built on the site of the old barn. Well, the house didn’t look like a barn. It looked like a house that had been split down the middle to make a duplex, so I tend to go with the latter story, though I could never find actual backing for either.

That the house was haunted, there is no doubt. The house is divided in such a way that there is no way to pass anything between the two sides without GOING outside and entering through either the front or back doors. Yet toys and articles of clothing from one side would mysteriously wind up on the other side. Once, the other side’s six pack of beer wound up in MY fridge, with no explanation. But the only place that FELT haunted in the house was the basement (and since barns do not HAVE basements, there goes that theory). The dogs wouldn’t go near the basement. They would just stand and bark at the basement door. The only thing IN the basement back then was my washing machine and dryer. They sat on level ground. However, my washing machine flipped on it’s side one day, as I turned to take my laundry upstairs. No one was near it when it happened, and the machine was turned off. Killed off all of MY doubts, let me tell you.

I can no longer remember the exact address of the house. If you were to go to the Bettendorf police department, stand with your back to the front door and turn left. you will be looking straight at the duplex, just down the street. The street T’s off there. It’s the only duplex on the block… provided it’s still there. his was fifteen or so years ago.

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