I grew up down the street from that house and I've been in that house countless of times and almost every time I went in there I had paranormal encounters. I always heard some old woman calling my name, like she was trying to get me to come to her. This occurrence was always on the first floor and the voice was always coming from the third floor.
Also a fun fact...
There was a hidden room underneath the basement floor. The door was hidden behind a bookshelf nailed to the wall. The door led down two flights of stairs and into a room filled with bunk beds. My older brother found the room. I think it has something to do with the underground railroad or prohibition. They never found the room under ground it must've caved in during construction.