Ever since my family and I have moved into my aunt's house (Who had many Japanese and Buddhists figures in the house), we have been experiencing unexplainable things. But I will just focus on the two biggest ones. But first, I would like to tell you about the little I know about the house. My grandpa's religion was Tenrikyo, and he used to worship in the room that we now use as a kitchen. He had a large alter in the corner of the room.
Our first big paranormal experience was earlier last year, though I don't remember the exact month. A pastor was over, discussing paranormal things with my parents. My mom had bought a phone case for my sister, which said "JESUS" on it. A while after talking to our pastor, my mom told my sister to put the case on the phone. But, no one could find it and no one touched it. My dad went to our large trash can to throw away something, and found the phone case in there. The side that said "Jesus" was facing down. No one could explain it. We had the house blessed and thought everything would be fine from then on. I still heard things, though, like someone calling my name or blood-curling screams, or someone calling for help. It sounded like a little girl, which is strange, because we have no little girls in our neighbourhood. The calls seemed close, but distant at the same time.
This next paranormal experience happened while I was alone, in the family room, just across of the place where my grandpa used to worship. It was January 3rd of this year. Not even my dogs were there with me, just me and my computer. Oddly, I was discussing paranormal activity while everything happened. I suddenly felt a tight compression around my chest, like something was wrapping around it and squeezing me. It went away after a couple of minutes. I thought nothing of it; I just thought it was a coincidence. But, my thinking had been changed after that day. After a few more minutes, I felt something, or someone, grasp my neck, and start to suffocate me. I lost complete control of my body, like I was paralyzed. I could barely breathe, and I nearly passed out because of the lack of oxygen. But a second before I lost consciousness, I whispered Jesus' name, and whatever was gripping my neck let go. I regained control of my body. I sat there, in shock. I still haven't told anyone, not even my parents. They think that because we had our house blessed that we will have no more paranormal activity. But not all exorcisms or blessings work... And I guess ours didn't.
I don't know what to think about the second experience, and I am still scared that it may happen again. I still hear a little girl screaming for help and calling my name.
I need answers; I don't want to have to go through this anymore.