When I first moved into my house there were only three bedrooms for my four sisters and my parents. One of my little sisters and I shared a room and I always felt like someone was near us. I never felt threatened just observed. I remember playing with dolls in this room and turning to find them in places I couldn't reach, but I never physically saw anything. Until one Sunday I was in my closet getting ready to go to church when I felt as if my mother was standing behind me, without even questioning her presence I turned to show a dress to her to find a young girl dressed in older clothes, which also to be for formal church occasion. She clearly stated that it looked pretty but I was so scared I ran out of the room and told my dad. I was about 9 when that happened.
Ever since I have had feelings of a presence but have blocked them out too afraid to confront these beings that could have been watching me all this time.
I just recently moved back into this room after not being in it for 8 years. Everything was fine, I was older and more sceptic. But as time progressed more and more has happened.
I have a puppy that barks at my closet when no one is there and I've seen her act as if she is playing with someone but no one is there. I was lying on my bed when I felt as if someone had crawled on it and was stepping on my bed, like my dog but again no one was there. I was reading when I felt as if I was being watched and out of the reflection of my glasses I saw something that looked like someone lowering there head after peering over at me.
I believe that the girl is still in my room and I try and talk to her to let her know that I acknowledge her but I don't want her to try and scare me.
Tonight I was reading my book and stopped at page 175 I saw the number and said it out loud and at the book close. When I came back the book was open to page 175 on my bed. No one in my house is up right now...
I don't exactly know what to do. I don't like the idea that someone is there but I guess people are always there.
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