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I really don’t know how to explain this without sounding insane, but i’ll try my best. Excuse the rambling.
One house I lived in sticks out like a sore thumb in my memory. It was a horrible place where everyone who stepped in it seemed to become horrible themselves. It drove my family mad and I would always sneak into my parents bedroom and sleep behind their bed. They said I told them that “They keep staring at me.” One day I remember hiding in the closet because when everyone was asleep, it sounded like a group of people came into the kitchen with boots on and ran around our table for 2 hours straight and then it stopped as soon as it started. Yet another night I remember cleaning up my room when it got really silent and all of my cupboards slammed open. I wouldn’t step foot in my room, I stopped sleeping, I was having horrible nightmares where all my toys were moving around trying to kill me every night so I had my mom lock them all away in a chest (this is part of the “sounding insane”). I also had a reoccuring dream that included stigmata and I kept trying to run down this staircase from something but instead of moving forward I kept going backwards and I would start suffocating.
To this day i’ll randomly have this nightmare for a few days where i’m almost figureless and walking through that house… but it’s… distorted. Like the image of it is tipped at an angle and the lighting is really green and I sit at the top of the stairs staring into the basement waiting for something, I never know what is but I just get this horrible feeling that something bad is gonna happen if it ever shows up.
Ever since then it’s like something is following me, and the thing is I rarely talk about it to people… but they always seem to notice and bring it up to me.
When I moved in with my grandma after my grandpa died, I woke up screaming after his funeral because something grabbed my leg and It felt like it was trying to drag me. After that all of her pictures of him would be turned over and facing downwards, she had to put them back up every morning when she woke up.
Moved in with a friend and her mother told me “Yeah our house was haunted but we got rid of it.” and a week later it started up again. It freaked everyone out but it became a joke that “I think our ghost has a crush on you” because it only happened when I was there. I would throw little balls of paper out into the hallway and it would push it back towards me. One day I even told them “Oh btw when did you get a cat? It keeps showing up randomly” And they told me… “well we had one, but it died a year ago”
Years later me and that friend got an apartment. The first night I was left alone I had to sit out on the balcony until she came home because something kept walking around in the hallway and went into the bathroom and turned the faucet on and off. I closed the blinds on the glass door because I kept having this gut feeling that something was really going wrong and that something didn’t want me in there to see what it was doing. Every single time I was left there alone I could instantly feel something come out and stand behind me. I had to keep her door shut because I always saw this guy walk in there and lay down on her bed. We eventually put powder across her door when we left for the week as a joke, when we came back it looked like someone clawed through it with their fingers. It ended up randomly showing up in every place shes lived in after that.
Year later I moved in with my sister and it started again. I was only there for a week when she went to cook something, and the flame went up the wall and started the entire apartment on fire.
Had to move in with another friend and I couldn’t sleep anymore because everytime I would start to passout, it felt like someone would slap me as hard as they could in the forehead and i’d dart out of bed. I always thought it was some sort of “hallucination” that comes with alot of sleeping disorders. But when I had that “being watched” feeling again I told her mother and she said they had the house exorcised a couple years back because the same thing kept happening to her younger kids and she kept telling me “You better not have brought something back in here” so I quit telling her.
When I lived with my cousin the same thing happened with the pictures again. I would keep getting these wierd “twinges” that something was there and i’d see like a fading flash of this large dog walking across the room and then it would go back to normal. I had another series of wierd dreams that ended with that dog sitting across from me and this girl sitting there bleeding from her arms and crying hysterically.
It’s just like everywhere it keeps turning up. Im not harmed physically but it just feels so horrible when it shows up. I guess the simplest way I can put it is, it makes me feel like it’s always going to be there behind me watching and it won’t let anyone near me.
The reason why I ask is the dream I had last night. I was being constantly followed by this huge shadowey figure and it was driving me insane. Everyone i’ve lived with over the years where this happened was in a room and they were throwing me an intervention because they thought I was on drugs. When I kept walking in circles like I was paranoid, they made me scream my frustration out. When I was done they asked me “do you feel better now?” and I just replied with “No, because he’s still here following me” and after that I started screaming again at the top of my lungs like I was being murdered and I woke up and shot out of bed again. My blankets and pillows were across the room. When I went upstairs I could hear my bedroom door creaking loudly opening and closing back and forth for about 20 minutes. It finally stopped so I took the dog down there with me and as soon as she walked through the doorway she started shivering really bad. And then I heard someone doing it upstairs when no one was home. It’s stopped but the people i’m staying with have two younger children…
The youngest is 3 or 4 and a few weeks back she looked at me, then to my right, and she had this wierd look. She stared straight up at me and asks “Whos your friend?” “What friend?” “Ughh the guy who keeps walking by you!” After that I wouldn’t leave the living room and I kept asking her if he was still there, after about 30 minutes of this she goes “Oh he left, he got bored and went back downstairs.” Now she keeps yelling in her sleep and she won’t stay in her room at night.
And here I am again not sleeping because i’m freaked out. This is just one huge randomly pieced together story that i’ve left alot out of, but can anyone tell me or clue me in on what the heck this is? I’ve tried ignoring it, rationalizing the situation and making sure it’s “real”, but it always comes back. Everyone keeps telling me it’s probably just a ghost that’s attached to me, but that’s never the feeling I get. It feels overbearing and different than that. It’s been happening for as long as I can remember and i’m just so d.rained worrying about it.
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This is more of a vent post than anything.
I’m simply getting more and more aggrivated because of what is happening in my current residence and all I can think is that this entity does not want me to leave.
From the first night in the house that I’m living in right now I could tell there was something else there. It’s quite an old town house, three stories and it still has all it’s originaly features. It’s now used as student accomidation. The stair case we have is right next to my room, the first night I was here I went through the door to my room into the hallway to say hello to other person that had already moved in. At the time it was only myself, my boyfriend and this other girl that was living there, we were all standing in the hallway at the bottom of the stairs talking. I happened to glance up the stairs and saw a shadow person. If there had been someone else living there I’d have said that it was someone simply standing in the shadows on the stairs because the lights weren’t on so they were dark, but since it was only us three it couldn’t have been another living person.
I brushed this off thinking it was just because I was tired from moving, but then the other resident happened to mention in passing conversation that another person that lives in the house but had gone home for the summer had mentioned that she thought there was something in the house, and it seems to bother her the most wen she was there but when she was away from the house things would start happening to other people. I kept getting glances of this shadow figure and hearing strange noises for a while until this person moved back into the house and then it stopped.
Then at christmas the girl who had the most experience with the spirit went home for winter break. And once again these experiences started happening. To be perfectly honest I had forgotten about everything by this point. But once the girl moved out the electronics in my room started playing up. At first I just assumed it was low batteries in controls sending off dodgy signals and turning the TV on or over etc. but I replaced all the batteries and even at one point took the batteries out of all the controls when I was not using them and this still happened. When my boyfriend wasn’t home I’d hear scratches and shuffling, as well as the odd footsteps outside the bedroom door, I started to check to see if it was one of my housemates playing tricks but there was no one ever there, and this even happened when everyone had left for winter break leaving just myself and my boyfriend in the house. As well as this I started to get the sense of being watched, which I must admit could have just been paranoia from the experiences but it did get to the point where I’d look the bedroom door at night when I was there on my own and I’d make sure to take my phone everywhere with me in the house just in case something happened or there was an unknown intruder that was to blame for this.
The girl I mentioned before moved back in and everything clamed down again, or at least it did for me. Since I didn’t talk to this girl much, she could have been having experiences for all I know.
Pretty much everyone has now moved out of the house now except for myself, my boyfriend and another male resident that basically keeps to himself at the top of the house and is very rarely actually in the house. Now the activity has picked up more and more closer to the point where myself and my boyfriend are going to move out. At first, about June time, the noise outside the door started and the electronics started playing up again. I decided just to ignore this because to be perfectly honest I couldn’t be bothered with it. But now I’ve had things falling on me when I’ve been in the room on my own. Our mini christmas tree came flying off our wardrobe and hit me in the face at one point. Our things have been getting moved around, now I’ll admit that I’m not exactly the most organised person with things so I’ve left out some of the stuff that’s went missing in case it’s simply the fact that I’ve misplaced them but there are some items which I make sure I put in certain places everytime because they’re either so small that if I lose them I wont find them again or they’re really important.
For example I have a pair of tweazers like every girl probably has, since I’ve misplaced many of these when I used to live at home I always put these tweazers either behind the TV on our fireplace or in the bathroom on the sink so that I know exactly where to get them from. On this paticular occassion I’d left them on the sink in our bathroom (no one uses this bathroom but myself and my boyfriend). A couple of days later I went back to get them and couldn’t find them, I checked the fireplace too just incase I’d put them there instead and they weren’t there either. I turn that bathroom and our room upside down looking for them, this may seem strange for a pair of tweazers but I hate losing stuff. They were nowhere to be found, I assumed they must have been knocked and went down the plug hole or something along those lines. A couple of weeks later I’d dropped some money behind the cushion of our couch, I went to get it and there were my tweazers, sitting behind the cushion like they had just been placed there. Strange but fair enough their small, despite the fact I knew I had put them in another room I just passed it off as one of those things.
A couple of weeks later, my keys which I always leave on our table beside the door went missing. My boyfriend and I once again turned the room upside down looking for them and couldn’t find them. I decided to do some washing since it’s obvious I wouldn’t be able to go anywhere that day, I emptied out the washing basket so that I could get some white things together to wash, sitting at the bottom of the basket under some clothes that had been there for almost a week were my keys. The keys which I had used the day before when I was driving to see my mum….
One of the other significant item disappearances and one of the very few incidents that have actually shook me and caused me to feel anxious was my phone. I’d had my phone in my bag from a night out the previous night. I went to get my phone from my bag and it wasn’t there, I was panicing because I had borrowed this phone from a friend so I obviously didn’t want to lose it, I emptied out everything from my bag and organised everything on my bed so that I could make sure I hadn’t missed it. When I didn’t find it I took the house phone and went to call my boyfriend who was staying at his friends house to see if he had moved it. He told me he hadn’t seen it from the night before. When I returned to my room, there was my phone sitting on the bed in the middle of all the things that I had laid out on the bed, as if someone at just placed it there so I’d see it as soon as I came through the door.
Since then my keys have went missing a few more times and have turned up at the back of things at haven’t been moved in weeks at under chairs which are nowhere near where I placed them. At one point I had put them down on the couch and I saw them fall between the foot stool and the couch itself, I left them there while I nipped to the toilet and planned to pick them up when I came back, they weren’t there when I came back. I ended up finding them a couple of hours later under a another chair that we have in our room where all the shoes are kept underneath it.
It is now two weeks until we move out, I’m just wondering what the big finale will be and I’m dreading packing everything up because I’m pretty confident that our belongings will not stay in the boxes.
I would like to start off by introducing myself, my name is Sal and not sure if my girlfirend will ever use this account to describe her experiences but her name is Heather. We also have a 7year old maine coon cat names Xena and a 1 year old Pomeranian name Roxy. I also would like you to know their names so you guys know who I am referring to.
I do feel a bit awkward about writing this truly because I still have no idea what to think but I know what I have seen, heard and felt and am concerned.
I guess the easiest way to start this off is to give a bit of background for the certain occurances we have been having. The weekend of Labor day (Sept. 1-3) my girlfriend and I moved into our new apartment. It is a private cottage with another tenant who lives upstairs. We dwell on the first floor and have a basement while the tenant only has the 2nd floor. My friends and I decided it would easier to move the furniture in ourselves and most of it was newer stuff so I don’t think whatever we have in our place was attached to any of the furniture. However I do believe something was attached to one of my friends.
Upon completing the entire move on Sept. 1st we sat down for some long awaited dinner and drinks. We had the t.v. on and somehow got to chatting about the paranormal. My friend we’ll refer to him as “Del” started explaining to me the paranormal experiences he has had in the past occur in his home. I have had a few occurences in the past but none that I was ever really worried about because they had seemed completely harmless. Anyway we shared stories that night and then everyone had left.
The next night was Sept. 2nd and I needed some help getting our new “home” in order so I called over the same friends including Del. It was on this afternoon that he mentioned his prior experiences were believed by him to be attached to him. We were moving some boxes around and heard some weird noises coming from different areas of the house but figure it was the upstairs tenant, so we thought nothing of it really and continued on.
That night of the 2nd my girlfriend and I slept pretty good, so upon waking the next morning all seemed okay. During the day of the 3rd, more freaky occurances such as footsteps from different rooms, Xena and Roxy freaking out at walls and it was noted that Xena (the cat) had been staring at the corner of our living room right next to the front door for an unknown period of time.
Xena is a sweetheart, she has never hissed at anyone or period, however we have caught her several times hissing at nothing but air, or a wall. Almost as if there was something right in front of her, but there isn’t, at least nothing visible. I have heard several rumors regarding the extra perceptions pets have regarding spirits and due to the way our animals have been acting recently I believe there are some truths to them.
So that takes us to the evening of Sept. 3rd. Heather and her friend were hanging curtains in our bedroom and I was out in the living room watching t.v. at around 9:45pm. I heard some shuffling sounds and immediately hit the mute button. The noise stopped so I left it muted for another second and then turned the volume back on. Another maybe 5-7 minutes went by and I heard the same shuffling noise, so again I hit the mute button and then I heard the footsteps above. Once I heard that I immediately dismissed it as being the upstairs tenant and resumed watching t.v. Heather and her friend had been in the bedroom and upon finishing hanging the curtains, joined me in the living room only to ask me if I had heard strange noises from upstairs and when I assured them it was more than likely the neighbor they calmed down and her friend left for the night. We went to bed and again all was fine throughout the night.
This past week went by without so much as a hiccup, until this past weeknd. Sept. 7-9. Friday night Sept. 7 was quiet, my friend Del, James, my brother Vin and myself had been sitting in the house watching t.v. getting ready to go out for the night. My friend James went outside to smoke a cigarette and then we all followed a couple minutes later. When we got outside he looked confused. We inquired about his confused look/state and he answered, “I saw an arm, I thought you guys were screwing with me so I went by the chimney to see which one of you it was and there was nothing there, but I swear I saw an arm!” Now I have 2 entrances into the home. 1 front entrance and 1 side one. The side door leads directly into the driveway and has 2 steps from the entry down into it. The chimney rests right next to the left side of the entrance if you are looking at the house so from the front of the driveway, you see the chimney then the entrance and the yard (not sure if you guys can get the vision from that). Anyways he claimed that he had thought he saw someone hiding in front of the mailbox at the end of the driveway and he went to check it out since it was a little dark outside and was worried for the safety of everyone and when he got there and saw nothing he had a sense to turn around and that’s when he saw the arm as if someone were hiding behind the chimney so basically they would be standing directly next to the entrance door in an attempt to hide. he said he bolted to see which one of use was trying to scare him and as he got closer it swayed as if that person was walking away from him. But again there was no-one there. This leads us to when we came outside to find him confused. He wanted to leave so we did.
Saturday Sept. 8th. My friend Del and I are sitting in the living room watching t.v. and hear a noise from the kitchen. Think nothing of it and dismiss it almost immediately. Now here’s where it starts to get weird. On our way out to run an errand we hear another noise in the same area…they both sounded like something hitting against or moving the metal dog cage, which has a very distinct sound. Anyway needless to say we got out of dodge fairly quickly after the second time. Went out to the car and headed to Fedex to ship something. We were discussing the noises we had heard in the car and he repeated that he believes things follow him and i started to believe it as well. Later that night we were back in the living room, experiencing all kinds of noises and the cat staring into the corner of the rooms and hissing. he left and nothing happened.
yesterday Sept. 9. I was home by myself all day, cleaning. Nothing unusual had occured which was comforting, until, I took Roxy outside for a little fresh air. Along the wood fence that lined the property dividing line, stuck between one of the posts and the actual fence boards is a few links of chain. We use it to tie the long dog leash so Roxy can traverse the the grass and concrete for her business and actvities. Anyway I was outside smoking and staring off into space with Roxy not tied to the chain but rather on the short leash in my hand. I was literally staring off so long my cigarette burned itself about halfway down and burned out with the ash hanging off of it. the weird part was when she started going berserk, but I figured she’s a dog and she’s outside, there’s probably some kind of creature up in a tree that she’s locked onto. Well I listened for breaking branches and then heard nothing. Went back to staring after re lighting my cigarette and came too after feeling a chill down my entire spine, starting in the back of my head all the down down to my lower back. When I came to, Roxy was quiet and the chain attached to the fence lifted up and knocked back into the fence. I was scared out of my mind. It literally lifted up and fell back with enough force to make a knock sound. I stared in disbelief for a few seconds and shared some quality expletives with the neighborhood, before grabbing Roxy and running back into the house.
Heather works until around 11pm and is usually home by about 15 after and when she came home, I waited for her to get settled in before I explained all the things that happened over the weekend because she had been working every night of it. She was so skeptical, as I imagined she would be and kept telling me that my friends were just trying to scare me. Well I was comforted by her skepticism and fell asleep.
Now the following is her account from last night, I had not witnessed this. Heather was charged up from her evening shift decided to go into the kitchen and pull out pop-tarts for me for the morning so I could take them to work. Well she did just that. The cabinet door opens up to 3 slender shelves with the bottom one containing some spices, the middle one containing a couple of coffee travel mugs and the box of pop tarts and the top one containing nothing. She reached for the pop tarts and put them out on the counter for me, shut the cabinet and walked into the living room. (10 ft. distance approx.) She claims she sat down on the couch and then a few minutes later she heard a loud sound, and screamed because it frightened her. She though it had been little Roxy getting into some kind of mischief as she was in her cage in the kitchen and walked in slowly to find the travel mug on the floor with the cabinet door open.
Now although that may be hard to believe and let’s just say maybe she did leave the cabinet door open and accidentally knock into the travel mug, why would it have waited almost 10 minutes to fall after contact!?
I truly believe my friend Del left some kind of presence in my house and upon hearing about Heathers skepticism set out to prove her wrong. I would love for you guys to rip these accounts apart and tell me it is all in my imagination and tell me it’s all bullcrap seriously it would make me feel better however after what I have seen/heard/witnessed/felt I don’t believe that this is just all coincidental.
I will continue to post up in this thread if anything further happens, I’m really hoping this is my first and last post regarding any occurences however if anyone has any ideas on how to help in this situation, heather and I would greatly appreciate it.
P.s. Just so you guys know, if anyone was here watching me type this you would have seen how truly freaked out I am. I had to pause several times, not because of the length but because every time I was reminded of these instances I got goosebumps and chills running up not down my back and the sense of someone watching me, and that’s weird bc I am not home, I am at work.
Thanks in advance for any/all help!
-Sal & Heather
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