“So, before I start this off, I just wanna say that this isn’t my personal experience but, I have been a part of it.
So, my Great Aunt used to clean a small cabin in the middle of nowhere on the prairie. To my knowledge, you could rent this cabin for a weekend or so and kind of get a western experience if you weren’t subjected to that culture.
The cabin was called the ‘Bunkhouse’ because it contained a small and dark bedroom with two bunkbeds laid out against one wall. I also remember it had a kitchen/living room and a small bathroom.
When no-one rented the cabin, the owners of it let my Aunt stay there and she invited me to stay a weekend when I was very little. I didn’t know it was haunted at the time but, what I do remember was right when you stepped on the front porch, the atmosphere around you felt heavy. Like you were underwater. I also remember the living room being full of different decorations covering the wall. Native American artifacts, feathers, old pictures, and to top it all off there was a huge rattlesnake skin nailed to the wall. It creeped me out.
Since I only stayed there a few days, I didn’t really experience anything but years later, my Aunt told us the truth about the place. She said that when she stayed there, she would sleep on one of the bunkbeds (obviously) but, she would wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of religious music. She thought maybe the owner had played the music for the horses that stayed in a barn near the cabin to calm them down night. Probably because coyotes would come out sometimes. She had later asked the owner if this was the case but, it wasn’t.
She also would hear the TV switch on in the living room but, whenever she went to check and see if it was on, it would shut off just before she came in the room.
I don’t really know if she had any other things happen to her but, once she informed the owner of what happened to her, the owner brought up dozens of stories about people who had stayed there complaining about strange happenings.
One man who stayed there apparently just walked into the bedroom and saw a lady (probably mid-20s) in an old-fashioned long red dress standing at the head of the bunkbed before disappearing.
A woman stayed there and stored her suitcase under the bed and when she was packing up to go, she peeked under it to grab the suitcase. She was then met by a young girl in a nightgown huddled under the bed.
There were many more incidents but, one that stood out to me most, was a story of a doctor who stayed there. He was kind of the skeptic when it came to these things but, he woke one night to find probably the same little girl staring at him as he was sleeping at the foot of the bed. He was a believer after that apparently.
The owner of the house had a daughter that had died years ago, but I don’t think the family had lived in that house. So, I’m not really sure what to think of who really was haunting the place if it actually is haunted.
Presently, the bunkhouse is now demolished. I don’t really know why they tore it down, but I’m guessing whatever hung around there still remains.”