I would just like to share my experience with you guys and would love any feedback.
I'm a 19 year old woman from Manchester, UK. My friend and I moved into a flat together a few months ago. We found out that a man had died in the house; he had fallen down the stairs while intoxicated, but this didn't initially bother us.
The owner of the house [my friend] and my boyfriend, who stayed with me from time to time in the house, began to say they'd seen "shadows" and heard bumps, bangs and the suchlike. Lights would flicker and we would hear knocking on the door. We dismissed these as noises from outside at first, until we began to hear shuffling in the bedroom at night.
We searched for infestations of any kind [mice, rats, roaches] to no avail.
These noises carried on for two weeks, but we weren't too bothered by them. One night, the electricity had run out and my friend, boyfriend and I were sitting on the couch, in near darkness. We began to hear a slight shuffling, as though something was rubbing along the carpet but a few feet away. It gradually got louder, or closer, and we heard bangs that were seemingly coming from downstairs. I began to get a little scared by now, but we carried on talking.
After a while, the noises got louder, so my friend, very stupidly, said "Is anybody there, show yourself." He meant it as a joke but I immediately went mental at him, saying I couldn't believe how stupid he could be.
Basically, the noises got worse. The shuffling was so close that it sounded as though it was right next to us, and my boyfriend's guitar, that was across the room, strummed itself very loudly three times. By this point I was hysterically crying, but the worse I got, the worse the activity got. The shuffling was loud, the guitar was banging, it sounded as though doors were opening and creaking and suddenly, things began to fall off a cabinet.
My friend, apparently feeling brave, stood up and said "Please, please stop."
Something flew past him and hit a mirror that was nailed to a wall, so the mirror jolted. We decided that enough was enough; we ran out of the house, no shoes on and hysterical.
The memory still terrifies us. Everytime I think about it, I well up with tears and feel sick. It may not seem much but the atmosphere in the house was so dense and scary. I've always been interested in the paranormal but haven't really experienced anything since then. I'm glad that I went through it with two other people, because there's no chance of it being our minds playing tricks on us or something. The situation has terrified me, my friend no longer lives in the house but could whatever it was have followed one of us? What do you think happened? We have spoken about it numerous times but we can't come to a clear explanation.
It's been about 6 months since this happened, but lately I've began to notice other things. Lights flickering, weird noises, etc... Nothing too frightening, but my boyfriend and I were talking in his room one day about the incident and a jar that was on his table (other side of the room) slid to the other end of the table. There was no way it could've moved alone. And a couple of days ago my boyfriend and I were alone in his house and heard very loud banging and moving from upstairs. Please bear in mind that this is a different place to the previous occurances.
None of this is lies, or exaggerated. I am genuinely scared, as I feel it has followed us.
Any input would be greatly appreciated, thank you.