Let me start off by saying that all my life I have experienced many paranormal events. From the time I was 5 up until now and I am 30. I am of sound mind and realize that the things I have encountered have been real and not my imagination.
My husband and I rented a really nice apartment in Covington, Ohio about 4 years ago. Covington is an older town. Use to be called Fort Rowdy. Our apartment is on the second floor. Below us was a beauty salon. Back when it was Fort Rowdy our apartment was an old hotel room, and down stairs was a bar.
It was my husband and I's first night in our new place. Our room was in the far back of the apartment. One night we were sleeping and both woke up at the same time. We turn on a light and see a black form standing in our door way. We were speechles to say the least. That night we slept with the lights on.
A few weeks later we were still sleeping with the lights on everynight. But that feeling never left us. Every night we felt something staring us down almost. It was very scary.
Finally my husband and I got sick and tired of feeling this from our bedroom. We were pretty much forced out of our room. We moved our bed out to the living room. And that is where we slept for the majority of the time we lived in Covington. Finally one night I was sitting home alone and was sick of sharing my living room with my bedroom. There wasn't anything that really happened since we moved our room. So I talked to my husband when he got home from work. We both decided we would not move our room back to the back of the house but to the middle room that conected our living room to the kitchen. Finally about 2 in the morning we have all our bedroom suit moved. We lay down for the night expecting a quiet night. But to our suprise it wasn't. A loud BOOM! Was heard and felt by us both. Then a long drawn out squeak. The lights shot on and we saw our closet door was open. The strange thing was that the closet was locked before we went to bed. And there was nothing in that closet to cause a loud boom. So at 2:30 in the morning we once again moved our room back out to the living room. And that's where we stayed for the next year.
Finally my husband Matthew put his bible back in the back bedroom. He opend it to a Psalms verse. And we would never travel to the back of the house at night ever again.
We did finally find out that back when Covington was Fort Rowdy a man and his wife were staying in the hotel room. Which happened to be the back bedroom. He caught his wife cheating and shot her then his self.
Thank you so much for reading one of my many events. If you have coments please feel free to leave one. Or if you have experienced something similar I would love to hear it.