[as reported in Fate magazine, in an article titled 'Boots']
I lived in a haunted house in California for five years, and this is my story:
Twenty-five years ago, I still believed that you could wish anything to happen and it would. So, when I wished for a house in northern California, I [...]

At first, I merely felt uneasy.
I blamed it on the black skies outside the windows in my “studio.” In that rural town, there were few city lights to brighten the sky. When we’d first moved there, I’d loved that: I could see the stars as I never had, [...]

What happened next was the most dramatic event of the haunting:
From the start, there seemed to be two ghosts. Now I was getting a very visual sense of them, though I did not see anything besides their mischief.
I perceived a slender, mournful woman in a form-fitting, slightly gaudy [...]

Our ghost was considerably quieter–but not silent–after that.
Within a couple of weeks, the house was filled with workmen. We gutted most of the house to remodel it. After that, we did not hear the boots upstairs on our new wall-to-wall carpeting.
We began using the new [...]