I have heard my name called out when no one was around as well from time to time, especially when I was a teen . . my Mother always told me it was my Guardian Angel

. . . whom no doubt
I drove to yelling my name more often then not
We have a paino that my son obtained from his friends family who bought it from a church . . it is a Schiller upright piano & if I recall correctly from research I did some time back it was made in the late 1950's. From time to time it plays music by itself

LOL

. . I know I know
The first time I heard it I was sleeping when something woke me up . . I sat there for a few moments trying to adjust when I heard this soft music, so I thought the radio alarm, but nope, wasn't the style we have our radio tuned to anyway . . went to our sons room, no . . as I approached closer to the garage I could hear the music stronger . . openned the door, music stopped. .
My sister who lives above us heard it playing one nite & asked quite gruffly

whom was playing the piano at 12:30 in the morning

. . I chuckled then really laughed when she asked my son who shrugged his shoulders as stating with a very serious face . .
"Oh that was the piano." 
I know it will sound "sterotype" of
hauntings but the piano player does favor tickling the ivories around 12:30 a.m. . . what kind of music? that I can not say. . it is not classical, nor rock. . more along. . hhmmm, soft & steady. . my first thought is old lounge style . . after the first time I questioned my son's friend to discover that the piano played over their house as well
Sometimes sitting her at the keyboard I will get this strong scent of soft floral . . it will begin lightly then become incredibly strong, but not an overpowering scent then. . gone . . we don't have plants in the house, nor are there any windows in this room, as well I don't wear perfume . . . my Mother again tells me this is an Angel
Not sure how to explain either one. . maybe I am losing my mind, or what is left of it. . still it makes one stop & think from time to time & maybe that is what we all need to do. . stop from our hustle & bustle, daily grind, woes & . . think
Bogart
