I have always had an interest in the paranormal but never expected anything to happen to me. That changed when we moved into our first house. We lived in a trailer park for the first 12 years of my life. My parents went and looked at a house and fell in love with it and made an offer before us kids even got to see it. It was a great house, handmade by the original owner by a design in a magazine in the '70s. We all loved it and it is still the house we all like best. I was the only one to ever experience anything paranormal. My brother and sister have been shocked to hear these stories when I have told them now that they're older and we don't live there.
I feel it necessary to describe the way our room was. There were two doors, one was a closet and one was a bedcloset, which eventually was made into my own room.
We had been living there about a month before I had my first paranormal experience. I was alone in the room that my sister and I shared, writing as I used to do a lot back then. I had done this a lot and was something I looked forward to every day. I was writing like normal, and from within the far corner of the bedcloset I heard something pound the wall, like something had been thrown or something punched the wall. I played it off, there were weird sounds outside sometimes. Within minutes, I heard the bang again but it was closer to the door. Then another, closer to the door. At this point I am staring at the door wondering what on earth is in there!
Finally, whatever it was slammed into the door and the door shook as if someone was on the other side. I ran out and told my family, which I was scolded for because they thought I was lying. My brother and sister (both younger than me) wanted to go see, so we went up and looked into our room. The door was opened, it was closed when I had left, and it was pulling open and shut by itself. We ran back down and now my dad believed me, and came up to pray over the bedcloset (he was a minister). That never happened again and I enjoyed having it as my room when it was remodeled.
The next experience I had I was alone in my brother's room playing a video game. Everyone else was downstairs together. All of a sudden from the corner by the window I heard a very deep growl. We lived by a train so I looked over but saw no train going by. We were also in the city so it couldn't have been something coming from outside like a bear. The growling got scarier and louder and more angry. I ran out and didn't tell anyone as I didn't want my brother to know that something was in his room if it hadn't bothered him at all.
Next, a friend was over one night and we were in the basement, with my brother and sister. We looked out a window and saw the reflection of my brother's bedroom window upstairs on the neighbors' window. We could see the light was on in his room and there was a silhouette in the window, looking back at us. My friend didn't want to ever come over again. I wanted to try out having someone stand there and seeing if it looked like what we saw, but no one wanted to do it with me.
After the bedcloset was fixed up into my room, I would spend time in there, writing as usual. One night I was upstairs and all the lights were off other than in my room. I started to hear children running back and forth between my brother and sister's room. I yelled out at them telling them to turn the lights on and be careful. No one replied and it quieted down for a while and then started again. I yelled again. No reply. I got up and went out, they weren't up there. I went downstairs and told them not to run around in the dark like that, because they would get hurt. They hadn't been upstairs for hours. This happened several other times and I would just stop and listen and enjoy the fact I was finally having a paranormal experience.
Other than the growl and bangs, I didn't ever feel scared there, just curious. I don't know what haunted that house or why, it seemed like residual, intelligent and demonic experiences all at once! I've always wanted to share my stories in a forum and I'm glad I found this site. Thank you for reading.