First of all, I'm 15 and I'm from Germany, so my English isn't the best, but I'll try to write as good as I can.
My parents got divorced years ago, and I'm staying with my father and his girlfriend at least once every month. The room where I sleep in is their living room and it's quite weird in there, I had a feeling like something didn't want me in there before, and when I felt like this the first time, I was horrified, but then just said loudly: "I've got the right to stay here, I'm the daughter of the owner of this apartment." Then the feeling stopped.
But sometimes in the night, when I'm on the computer playing games or reading something, I still hear things I can't explain to myself, one time I swear I heard some man singing an old song that sounded religious. Sometimes there are voices like a TV that's very loud in the apartment below. The apartment below belongs to an older couple and I think they could have difficulties to hear everything, but those voices didn't sound like the news, except that no TV channel is sending news or something like that in the night at about 2 am (I was still up cause I couldn't sleep). But I just thought I was so tired that I thought I heard something.
Except those few things, the weird experiences had stopped. I thought...
The night of the 8th April, I went to bed at about 1 am. I fell asleep at once because I was really tired, but before this, I put on every light that I found in this room, because I'm still scared of sleeping there. I even sometimes keep a bible next to the sofa where I sleep there, although I'm atheist, I just feel safer then.
I fell asleep without experiencing anything weird. But then, I woke up in the middle of the night, I don't know how late it was, and I opened my eyes and saw the lamp turning on and off, on and off... Like it was flickering. I heard some noise, so I thought someone was turning it on and off. I wanted to turn around so I could see who it was (I was facing the wall at that moment), but I couldn't turn around. So I thought maybe I had moved too much and got twisted in my covers, and I put them away. I could move my arms, hands and fingers without any problems; I just wasn't able to turn. When I realized that the covers weren't why I wasn't able to move, I panicked and tried to turn my body around just with my arms, but I couldn't. I got angry and pushed real hard against the wall in hope to turn around, and it worked. I turned around and the light stopped flickering. I looked at the light switch, but there was no one in the room except my father's fish in their aquarium and me. I even stood up to look if maybe the switch was broken or something, but it wasn't, so I went back to sleep and nothing happened anymore this weekend.
I always didn't like the apartment, but now I'm quite scared of going there again! Has anybody an idea what has caused the light to turn on and off by, like it appeared, itself?