NOTE: This is my first story so please bear with me on this. I was born with the third eye just like the rest of my family so the paranormal is not new to me nor is it unusual. I have paranormal experiences on a regular basis. They do not scare me as I am used to them. I was once even haunted and assaulted by the paranormal but that is for another story.
At the house that I am currently living in with my mum and my siblings we get a large range of spirits passing through but one seems to stay.
Just outside of my bedroom in the lounge room, you can't see it from my door but you can see the doorway that leads from the lounge room to the dining room/kitchen. That is where she is (the woman ghost). She is only around at night and she either paces in and out of the doorway or comes into my room.
I haven't seen her full formed but I do see her shadow or silhouette. She has her hair in a high bun and just by feeling her presence I can tell that she has medium brown hair, is white, of average height, she wears a light blue dress with long sleeves and a white apron which she ties around her waist. Kind of like a maid.
She will generally leave me alone but she doesn't like it when the door in the doorway is shut, probably because she can't get through it. If it is shut she will generally either stand in the doorway to my bedroom or watch my sister sleep, or she will come into the room and annoy me by shaking the bed or making noises or playing with my hair and ears.
Anyway, one night I was up with my mum and we watched a late night movie called "White Noise" (about ghosts). It was about 1:30 in the morning when we finally went to bed. Mum fell straight to sleep (as she always does) but it takes me about 45 minutes to an hour to fall asleep. I was lying in bed and my sister was asleep in hers when it started. I first felt a strong presence in my room, especially around my bed, and I tried to ignore it as I usually would. All of a sudden my heart rate went up and I couldn't move. All I could hear was deep breathing coming from beside my bed. It wasn't my sister breathing because I could see her from the corner of my eye (I was laying on my back) and her breathing patterns were different. My sleeping dog next to me was the same. I even held my breath to make sure that it wasn't me. The breathing got louder and louder and I felt that something flat (a book maybe) was being pushed onto my face. I couldn't move, I lay there pinned to my bed I tried to speak but no words came out! This went on for about 3 minutes but it seemed forever. I am not usually scared by my experiences but this one was just so dark. I finally managed to turn my head and I could only just manage the word "Chloe." I repeated my sister's name in the loudest voice that I could manage until she woke up. She mumbled at me and I said, a bit louder this time, "Quickly, Chloe, turn on the light." I had to say it again and she sensed the urgency in my voice and threw herself up and hit the light switch.
As soon as she did that, the breathing stopped and I could move again. I threw myself up and stared at the direction of the breathing. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to tell the story. My sister understood and we slept (if you could call it sleeping) with the light on for the rest of the night and two nights after that.
That was the only time that had happened and it didn't happen again, though I still get the feeling that something sits on the end of my bed. I wonder if it had been the woman in the doorway but I just don't know. She is still there every night and is often in my room.
Any feedback would be good but I don't want any cleansing things as in our house, they just don't work. Thank you.
Blessed be.
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