Not Alone At All

About 3years ago I helped my boyfriend move into a cozy one bedroom flat, perfect I thought apart from I always had this un-nerving feeling that I wasn't alone.

As you opened the front door there was along hallway with a door to your right, the bathroom, further down the hallway another door to your left which lead to the bedroom, and straight ahead at the very end was a doorway to the kitchen/sitting room. There was no door thought just the empty frame.

I always felt as though some one was stood in the doorway with there hands on the top of the frame swinging as in a playful way staring at me. Whether I am watching TV, cooking, or walking down the hallway to the bathroom.

I didn't like the feeling and my boyfriend always agreed something felt wrong we both felt it was female, never the less I learnt to live with it.

Always kept the hallway light on, always woke him up in the night when I needed the loo and generally avoided moving around in that doorway.

Several months passed and things got moved, noises heard and deep gasps of breathe would be heard.

One day we were in the center of town where we met an old friend who had lived in the area for quite a while who began to tell us about the pervious tenants.

A young couple had lived there and one of which had hung them in the kitchen doorway-hence why there was no door in the frame. Hence the feeling of someone stood there with there hands up on the doorframe swinging.

Or course they were swinging as the hung them self and hands were up the top of frame maybe as they struggled or tied the rope.

Well we moved out shortly after and ever since then keep having strange things happen even to this day, but I leave the most recent story for another day.