Near Kerhonkson NY

First time post. I should start by saying that in my own experience, haunted has never included seeing things. I’m a super intuitive person, this has always been my strength if I have one. I choose people around me carefully, I’ve always avoided dangerous situations and when I’ve found myself in one, I usually have felt it coming.

The house I stayed in with my family in 2021 for a weekend getaway was located off a field on a narrow country road outside Kerhonkson, NY. Maybe two other houses in one side of the road opposite a field, and were spread apart by some distance. It was a standard Airbnb where you entered through a side door into the kitchen, walked forward into a study (with a beautiful large plane glass window facing right into a thick set of trees) and turned left into a living room with a small fireplace, sofa and a couple windows facing the front. You took a narrow set of wooden steps up to another narrow hallway with a bedroom to the left also facing the road and field and a larger bedroom at the end with a bathroom in the middle. The basement had a washer/dryer which is the only reason I went down there and was located to the left of the side door as you came in.

The strange thing was I never saw anything there but was gripped with a really vivid sense of presence inside the house and even felt it when I slept. Nothing significant happened at all. I was creeped out because my wife made me go down to the basement and do a load of laundry but I saw nothing/heard nothing. But this house has stuck with me for years and I’ve repeatedly spoken to my wife about it. She knows. We both knew. I think now the reason we didn’t say anything while we were there as it was too terrifying to admit it. And I think about this house and leaving it on and off through the years. I think of myself in each of the rooms I occupied and there is a real sense of just melancholy and being watched. Something strange must have happened there, and of all the places I’ve felt bad energy, this is the one that strikes me the most.

Maybe for some people this is their experience of a haunted place. An inexplicable sadness or malevolence. I almost think it’s more telling that neither my wife or I saw or heard anything. The vibe was heavy enough so in a sense it does actually haunt me still.