Back when I was living in Winnipeg, I had a paranormal experience in the house we were renting. It was on a farm about twelve miles from town and two miles from any other home.
It seemed that every single night there would be a knock at the front door. We would wake our butts out of bed only to find no one there, not even the motion lights outside. The dogs did not bark, nothing.
This went on every single night for the year we were living there.

One night, sometime in between, I had a party. It was pretty wild and a number of people crashed in the living room downstairs for the night.
Once again, in the middle of the night the knock at the door came. By this point, we all had just learned to ignore it none of the people living in the house even woke up, but the guests we had, had no idea of the experiences we had been having, so of cource, hearing a knock, one of them went to answer the door.

The next moring, very casually I was told, "Oh, hey Rash, before I forgett, your neighbor came to the house in the middle of the night looking for Glenda" She said it was a man in coveralls.

I had NO idea who Glenda was. The neighbors on either side of us (miles away) had no one named Glenda.
I brushed it off, until a few days later I was speaking with one of the neighbors who insisted no one around here is named Glenda.

A few more weeks later, when I met up with some new people at the town bar, conversation got struck with the house we were living in.
APPARENTLY, Glenda used to live there, but had a heart attack in the garden a number of years before.
I am SOOOO curious who came to the door looking for her, in the middle of the night. And why every time we answered it, no one was there, but when my friend answered it, there was this man in coveralls, looking for Glenda.

I used to have someone knock on my bedroom door at night too. It was very strange. did you ever find out who the man was?