I am not quite sure if I completely believe ghosts exist or not. Or better said: whether they exist or not, both ways scare me, so I try not to think about it. I came on this site really by accident, and started reading some stories. But because of these stories, I started thinking back to my youth when I still lived with my parents.
There are 3 different things that happened. But I do have to say that I was never completely at ease/comfortable at home, or I had a feeling someone was watching me. Actually, after some time, I felt like I was in that movie with Jim Carrey where his whole life is on tv without him knowing. So I always had a feeling I was being watched. But I always said it was just my imagination. Once my sister and my bedroom moved to the attic, I always RAN up the stairs to my room (the attic). So, the lights had to put out on the first floor, and then I had to do 2 more staircases to go to the attic. I always had the light from my phone on, so I could see a bit. But I always had the feeling someone was following me, so I started running. Even if I said to myself that I was being stupid and paranoid, and I didn't want to run on the stairs, I couldn't help myself and started running, every day again. Once I told my sister about that, and she said she had the same.
(this was just some background)
One of the things that happened was that I saw something like a shadow in the corner of my eye. Like when I was watching tv or I was talking with someone, I could suddenly turn my head because it looked like there was a shadow from someone that was standing there, but when I looked there was nothing. This happened really a lot, like more than once per day. But I always thought it was just because of the light or something (just to reassure myself, because I am a p**** when it involves these paranormal things). I never saw those shadows fully in my sight, only in the corner of my eye, so it could just be because of light-shadow games. I have no idea, and I don't really know if I still see them when I am there. After I moved out, I didn't see them in my own house (and because of some personal issues, I didn't go back to my parent's house for 7 months), I didn't think about the shadows anymore and never payed attention anymore to them. But next time I am at my parent's place, for sure I am going to check if I still see them there.
Another thing that happened 2 or 3 times is this:
This really spooked me back then, but again I just thought it was because of light-shadow games. The first time this happened, I remember it like it was yesterday. I was talking with my sister, when again I saw something in the corner of my eye, and I turned my head. But this time, it wasn't just a shadow, it was like there was a little boy hiding behind our couch. He was sitting squatted behind the side from the couch, like he was hiding. I even remember how he looked like. And I know my sister asked what was wrong, and I remember saying: "Oh nothing, it just seemed like there was a little boy hiding. Weird..." But, I don't remember what her answer was... I think she said something like that she has it too sometimes, but I 'm not 100% sure that she said that, it's been long ago. I am 29 now, and this happened around my 11-14 years old. And this "boy", I saw him 2 or 3 times.
And then another thing that only happened once.
I think this happened around my 16-18 years old. At one night, I woke up because I heard violin music. It was around 02. 30h - 03. 30h at night. I slept in a room together with my sister, but I was too afraid to make any noise and wake her up. This happened 4-5 nights after each other around the same time, and then I didn't hear it again until one night years later. But this was only one night and it never happened again. Now, the first week this happened, my windows were open at night, and the second night I went to look out of my windows. I didn't see anything weird, but the music came from outside. I know for sure it was a violin playing, because I play violin myself. The weird thing is that it were only 3 different music notes, and always the same melody. If you can call it a melody already, 3 notes every time again. This lasted for about half an hour and it stopped. I told my parents, but they didn't really react on it. They didn't say it was my imagination, but they didn't say anything else either. It's too bad that I was too afraid to wake my sister up, because I have no idea if it was in my head, or if it was real.
So, I just wanted to share my "experiences" with you all, I am going to see if I still have those feelings being watched at my parent's place, or if I still see those shadows. I do still have the feeling being followed when I go to my old room, and sometimes I start running again, but much less because mostly I am there during the day, and it is the dark that scares me the most:-)