The Haunted House in Applegate.

This house I'm referring to has been in my cousins family for generations.  I always loved going out to visit these cousins.
To get to the bathroom and the stairway to the upstairs you had to go through this doorway in the living room.  Once you went through this door it was like going into a refrigerated room.  It was always cold back there.
Whenever I went to the bathroom, it always felt like someone was watching me.  Making sure I didn't get into something I shouldn't be getting into.  The bathroom itself felt safe.  It was the hallway to the bathroom that was creepy to me.
I don't know, I may have been around 5 years old (or maybe a year or so older) about the time I decided to go upstairs and explore as I had never been up there before.  Well I started up the stairs and by the time I got to the 3rd step something stopped me.  Whoever/whatever the presence was did not want me going upstairs...I didn't belong up there.  Whatever it was, it felt like I ran into a wall.  It scared me and I went running down the steps and tore through the door and ran over to where my mom was sitting and sat down next to her.  Nobody noticed that I had been scared to death.