"The spook"
I lived alone for a few years before I married my present husband, and I did like it very much-very peaceful-sometimes I really do miss it. One of our two spooks, the little girl is a pleasant and happy presence, but the other one, the man goes off on tears like a mentally ill person would-after all, he was in utter despair the last months of his life until he ended it himself, which is probably why he stays here. But when he tries to communicate about that, WE get depressed and argue, and there are weird noises downstairs, especially in the front bedroom. You could not pay me to sleep in that room, no matter that I have it decorated in a very nice country colonial style-even the dog doesn't like to go in there-I hung a crucifix on the wall just inside the door, and have sprinkled the whole room with holy water several times. Our priest said to just ignore him and not give him any attention no matter what he does to try to be noticed.
Sounds like no company would be better than that company, Tex.