So this is my first post, and it's also the most recent of any of my experiences. I will post the others as I get them written out.
My Husband and I, and our 2 year old son, live in an apartment in a good neighborhood in central VA. I've never worried that this apartment was haunted. I've lived in a haunted house and this just didn't FEEL haunted. Until our next door neighbor moved out, and a young couple moved in about three weeks ago...
Ever since they moved in, I've had feelings like I'm being watched, like I'm not alone. The first time I noticed anything strange, it was early afternoon, a day or two after the new neighbors moved in. My son was taking a nap, and my husband was at work. I was resting on the couch when I heard a doorknob in the hallway jiggle. Thinking it was my son trying to get out of his room, I got up to tell him to go back to sleep (I had just put him down about 5 minutes before). I walked into the hallway and looked into my son's room. He was in his bed, so I walked over to him to tell him not to get up again. He was sound asleep. I backed out of his room, and stood in the hallway feeling confused. To my right was my bedroom, to my left my son's room, and directly in front of me, the bathroom. All three doors were slightly open. I could see inside each room. There was no one near either door. I went back to the couch, hoping I could watch a little bit of TV before my son woke up again. About two minutes later, I heard the doorknob again. This time, I jumped up and ran to my son's room. He was still in bed, still asleep. I just assumed my imagination was in overdrive and went on with my day. Nothing else happened for about a week and I forgot about the doorknobs.
I was lying in bed with my husband, trying to get to sleep. It was a little bit past midnight. I had started to doze off and suddenly I was looking down at my husband. He was still on the bed, but he was alone. I was being lifted up towards the ceiling by something I couldn't see. I tried to yell for him to help me but no sound came out. Whatever was trying to take me suddenly dropped me and I fell back down on the bed. That was when I woke up, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a shadowy figure at the end of the bed. It had long grey hair covering its face. As I focused on it, it drifted from my husband's side of the bed, over to mine. Scared, I turned to my husband and woke him up. I asked if he saw anything behind me, and he said no. I told him about the dream, and he told me I must be overtired. I was finally able to go to sleep, and told myself it was all a dream.
Last night, I was in bed, almost asleep. My husband was lying on his side, and when he rolled onto his back it woke me up. I turned onto my side, facing him and he put his arm under my head. I thought I felt his hand on my shoulder, so I wiggled my shoulder to make sure it was really there. I didn't feel anything. Again I felt like he put his hand on my shoulder, but this time I didn't move. After a few seconds, I felt fingers grab my shirt and pull out away from my shoulder. I jumped and told my husband to stop, but as I sat up, I saw that his hand was under my pillow and he said that's where it had been the whole time.
Is this all in my head, or could there be something here? Does it have anything to do with the new neighbors? I really don't know what to think!