This is the earliest memory I have that involves anything supernatural related, and it is also the most... How would you describe it...active, vivid, maybe even solid evidence based? From my memory I was around 4 years old, just before I started school and mum was heavily pregnant with my little sister. We where renting a house not too far away from my new school. We had been living there for a few months, can't remember the exact number, and nothing ever happened. But then one night our house was getting egged, I remember because I got curious what raw eggs tasted like and tried some off the wall (not pleasant! Trust me you don't forget a taste like that). The thing is while the house was getting egged at... I think it was 2am; something woke my dad up by slapping him on the leg. It was summer so dad was wearing shorts to bed, and he was slapped around the mid thigh. The next morning dad was accusing mum of slapping him, now my mum is one of those tiny women who you think you could snap if you hugged them too hard, and dad is a huge 6ft and was a trucker at the time. When dad showed mum his leg there was a handprint on his thigh, mum told him that she didn't hit him. Dad said it must have been her because the handprint was too small for his own hand, but then mum put her own hand over the top and her hand was way too small to make that big of a print.
And that's when everything started. From that day onward every morning mum would wake up to help get me ready for school and the kitchen chairs would be on the table, the thing is dad never puts chairs on the table (he thinks it's unhygienic) and neither does mum, also at the time she wasn't physically capable of putting them up because of her pregnancy, and she would always get irritated every time she had to take them down, once while she was, my sister must have given a really hard kick because mum ended up dropping one of the chairs and breaking one of it's legs off.
But what really got my parents a bit worried is that when they would be awake while I slept in their room on the floor on a mattress (It's still summer and they had the only air-con), and I would kick the blankets off because it would get hot, and they would watch as the blankets would lift up all by themselves and be put back over me, and I should point out that I wasn't the one moving.
Eventually my parents managed to get a hold of the person who we were renting from and asked him if any strange things were known for happening in the house. The guy said that his mother used to own the house and she was very proud of it and always kept the place clean if any of the kids (her grandkids) came over. He said that she had actually died in the house of a heart attack. We're guessing that it slapped dad the night the place was being egged so that he could get up and chase the teens away. Then it/she just stayed active I guess. We only lived there for another year I think, my sister had been born and we moved out when she was about 6 months old because mum got pregnant again and we needed a bigger house.
Well that was pretty much my most intense experience with this type of thing. At the time I just thought it was cool, like having an invisible babysitter, even though all she did was put the blankets back on me (even when I clearly wanted them off in the middle of summer!). But apparently it was enough to get my uncle scared to walk in the house; whenever he visited he would stay at the front door, never set foot in the house he was that scared, I just found it funny. So, any thoughts, I kind of liked that ghost, it didn't seem mean at all, just an old lady who liked to keep her house clean, anyone ever seen anything like this before? I'm just wanting to see if it's a common thing or not.
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