I have a couple experiences I would like to share with you all. I've been experiencing paranormal occurrences ever since my family and I moved to the Military base in Puerto Rico. Our house was pretty big 4 bedroom 2 story. My dad was in the coast guard at that time so he was rarely home, always on duty at the air station, so it was always my Mom and me I was 10 at the time and my younger brother who was 5.
After 2 weeks of trying to settle in and unpack, that's when everything started happening. I remember one morning waking up about to get ready for school and I noticed the blinds were pulled up halfway in the bathroom, but obviously I shrugged it off. I went to wake my little brother and his blinds were pulled up halfway also. This is when I got curious. I went halfway down the stairs and the big window in the hallway also had the blinds pulled up halfway. All downstairs was the same. It creeped me out. Every room had the blinds pulled up except mine.
Occurrence 2: A few days later my family and I, including my dad, were all sitting at the dinner table eating breakfast. Now our table faced the front door and my brother and I were in the 2 seats that faced the front door. So we're all eating and talking and then our dog, who was laying by my feet, got up and started growling at the door. I was like, "Hey, Cody, stop it come here." My dad turned around and right at that moment the door knob on the front door turns. We all heard, and saw it, and the door swung open. My dad jumped up to go see he walked around the house and nobody was there.
Occurrence 3: My dad told me this one. And he didn't believe until this happened. It was late, maybe around midnight. He was watching TV, it was his first day home in a long time and only him and my mom were awake, and they were drinking beers. They were having a conversation about whatever they were watching, I think it was the history channel, I can't recall off the top of my head. And just as my dad reached for his beer, he told me his bottle turned halfway and fell of the table right in front of him. My dad was a little creeped out, so my mom and him went upstairs to go to bed.
At that time my brother was having severe nightmares so my mom went to sleep with him and my dad went in their room. Around 3 in the morning I woke up to screaming. It was my mom and dad. My mom was screaming out the "Holy Mary full of grace the lord is with the" prayer (don't remember how the rest goes). My dad was standing over her, shaking her, yelling her name. I opened my door and my dad yelled for me to go back in the room. I started to cry. She repeated it twice and she while she was screaming, she was speaking in a little girl's voice. She repeated it once more but the last time it was in Spanish. And let me tell you, my mom does not know a lick of Spanish. My dad was desperate, he grabbed an empty cup on the nightstand and filled it up with water and just threw it on her. She immediately woke up and her face was pale and I remember she was shaking. My dad was able to calm her down and we ended up going to a hotel that night.
About 2 weeks later we packed everything and moved back to NJ and stayed with my grandma. After that what happened that night, the other houses we've lived in we experienced little things doors opening and closing, things falling, disappearing, touching, but not as intense as they were in Puerto Rico. I had a couple experiences of my own when we lived in Puerto Rico, but they just were cases of being touched and hearing my name being called. I'm not sure if she was possessed that night or what but it was super scary.
After we moved out we found out that the military base in PR was built on top of an ancient burial ground, and some type of battle took place there. I never want to experience that again.
Comments are appreciated. Thank you for reading.