My grandpa died in the house we currently live in.
Our grandma has a shopping addiction, but our grandpa usually kept her in check.
Without him to stop her from spending a stuff ton of cash, she ordered practically everything from QVC.
She was drawing from her money fast, and offered us the house that she lived in for ~$170k. We were looking for a new house at the time, so of course we accepted. It's a pretty big house, and the house is well maintained.
It is always a little creepy knowing that someone died in the house you live in.
It must be even more unnerving for my parents, because their bedroom is the room he died in.
I've never seen anything supernatural here, except for some noises that I'm sure were my brain playing tricks on me, but you can never be sure.