We received the following account in September 2012, but the events described happened several years ago:
"My parents moved into a house on Leeds Street in Toronto after getting married in 1981. I was born thirteen years later in March of 1994 and growing up in that house I do believe it to be haunted. My mother never noticed anything particularly out of the ordinary, but she did admit that she wasn't as "tuned in" as my father was to the paranormal. My dad did state on several occasions that he didn't believe that we were alone in the house but would never give any more detail (at least to me).
I myself remember being exceptionally fearful of the stairs leading up to the second floor and the landing at the top. The stairs were very narrow and led to a small landing and to the right directly diagonal of the stairs was a narrow walkway leading to the master bedroom.
Walking up the stairs as a child was terrifying day or night. I always felt as if someone was watching from the top landing and as I climbed higher it was like something was going to reach through the banister separating the walkway and the stairs. I never actually saw anything on the stairs but I definitely felt it.
The only time I remember seeing anything was when I was around six years old. I woke up very early (before my parents) and I went downstairs and watched TV like I always had. I was lying across the couch watching a cartoon on the television in the opposite corner of the room with the lights off. Something made me turn around to look over the back of the couch and there was this woman standing there. From what I remember she might have been of Asian descent with long black hair that was whipping around her face like it was very windy. Her face was contorted with rage and she appeared to be shouting at me, but no noise was coming from her mouth. After my initial shock I got up and ran upstairs to my parent's bedroom. My mom was convinced that I had been dreaming but my dad remained silent. It wasn't until later that I realized a woman could NOT have been standing behind the couch as the couch was pushed right up against the wall with no space left for anyone to stand between the wall and the couch. The woman appeared very real and definitely 3 dimensional.
We moved out of that house after my parent's divorce in 2002, but I still can't help but wonder what it's like now and if whatever was in there still is. In both houses I've been in since I have had no such experiences, and I will never forget that morning or that feeling of being watched on the stairs that plagued me for the first eight years of my life."
Our thanks goes out to the witness for sharing their experiences with us.It takes courage to do so, and it may just help others who are experiencing similar things to know that they are not alone.