There are 3 of us children myself and my identical twin brothers. My mum seems to have some psychic abilities which I will tell you about in other stories. But I believe my brother to have the most out of all three of us. These are all things that have happened to Martin.
Now I will just start by saying that Martin is terrified of anything paranormal and his usual way of dealing with it is to say to himself "That didn't happen", yet he seems to have a lot happen to him. Poor thing.
Martin is a single dad to my nephew who is now 16 but when he was younger about 10 he had brought a bungalow near to my dad who he worked with. It was not an old house by any means and I would guess it was built in the 70's or 80's in a quiet cul-de-sac on a quiet estate. There was nothing spooky about the place at all it was open plan as you walked through the front door the kitchen was to your right which had a breakfast counter seperating it from the sitting room. A hallway led off in an L shape and on the corner of the L on the left hand side was the small bathroom. Just round the corner was my nephews room and at the end of the L was my brothers room. Anyway on to the first of his stories.
At least twice a week he was woken up by the taps running at full blast in the bathroom to which he would heave himself out of bed plod down to the bathroom and turn them off muttering his favorite mantra to himself "that didn't happen". This happened each week for the full three years he lived there and he had a plumber come out to check the taps with no explanation given as they were all working fine.
When my dad stayed overnight with him he slept in my nephews bunkbeds during the night he got up and went to the toilet as he came back he noticed a flashing light in the bed leaned down to find out what it was and there in the bed was my nephews huge plastic sword playing a little light show to itself. Dad woke Martin up who was understandibly unimpressed with this took the sword and threw it out the back door and told dad to go back to bed.
From there he moved in with his ex and he always said that the door to the downstairs toilet would rattle and it would sound as if someone was knocking on it even when no-one was in the house with him to which he would mutter his mantra.
When his relationship broke down he moved in with me and my long suffereng husband. Our house is old and built near all the old mines in Chesterfield and the man who owned it had a huge fight with his wife and she left. I always joked that he killed her and buried her in the basement (I know I am warped) as the basement was filled with concrete after she had left. Anyway Martin was out of work when he lived with us and used to nap on the sofa in the afternoons. One day I came home from work to Martin jabbering on about me having been home already and why did I not talk to him. When I questioned him further he said he was laid down with his back to the room taking a nap and was woken by the back door going. Someone then walked through the kitchen and past him brushing against him and walking round the living room and back out of the room out of the door. He had said "Hi Suzie, what are you doing home?" to which I obviously had not answered. This freaked him out quite a bit and he said it happened on another couple of occasions to which I said it was the woman in the basement checking up on him. Yes I know I am cruel but I am his little sister.
He works in an old warehouse place and he says he keeps seeing people out of the corner of his eye coming round pallets and when he turns to speak there is no-one there. I will let you guess what he mutters to himself.
Lastly his current house which he moved in about 4 years ago. It is also an older property. 100 years old as it has dates stamped on all the houses on the street and names such as briar house etc. This house is cold and I do not like it very much at all. He has been pinned in bed before he had fallen asleep (I know I thought sp too) but he has also had the bed covers tugged off of him in the middle of the night and even had a wrestling match with the spirit trying to keep hold of them. He is not a small bloke: 6ft3, and this has terrified him but it appears to either have followed him to his lady friends converted barn of a house or he is just that lucky because it happens to him when he stays with her too. I think the the thing that frightened him the most is that it has pulled him out of bed before and he felt this thing grab his ankle and yank him to the floor.
He does not like these things happening and there have been more small incidents. I would just like some advice on how to help him please.
Thank you for reading.