Now that I am 22 years old and have been sharing experiences with my fiancee I now feel it is safe to say I am not crazy. Beginning when I was a child I experienced unexplainable events:
- A frisbee I found and threw into a storm drain always ended up on my street near my house although I had tossed it many times deep into the drain.
- my first vivid memory of something scary and unexplained was something moving the handle of the closet up and down. I ran around the house to find my siblings in the other room not capable of causing this. I chalked it up to my imagination.
- feeling a weird presence lights turning off etc.
- when playing in the cul-de-sac I would hear someone call my name I would go inside my house and my mother would be asleep.
When I turned 17 and started drinking heavily and I no longer noticed it too much. But when I met my boyfriend and moved in together he started experiencing the presence. He woke up one night to something choking him and often felt it staring at him. I had become so used to it I barely noticed until he pointed it out. But what scared me was that he would wake me up to ask me what I was saying, stating he heard me whispering in his ear.
Since then we have moved in with my mother into my childhood home and have been both experiencing the super weird.
The garage is next to the kitchen with a door leading into it. Twice in one day we heard stuff topple over inside and my boyfriend swore he saw an animal in there, which there was not. Also the garage light turned off while he was in the kitchen and then turned back on.
Then one night after hours of not being able to sleep I told my boyfriend I felt weird, like something was in the room and he yelled Oh My God Me Too! We both were hearing noises coming from next to the bed like a plastic bag crumpling and a light knocking noise. He said he kept hearing whispering while he tried to sleep. I did not hear whispering but when I would try to fall asleep I would hear a distant screaming.
I heard the dog crying so my boyfriend let him in the room, when he opened the door and held it open something horrible came into the room. He felt it and yelled "Oh My God!" and closed the door. I pulled the covers over my head because I saw a large black shadow that terrified me entered the room. We then started to pray until we felt better and could go back to sleep agreeing to ignore any more noises we heard that night.
The next day we blessed the house with a bible and prayer. Before we went to bed the heater turned off for no reason and the dogs were acting weird. I think the spirit torments them because I heard a growl that did not come from them. My grandmother said that they no longer wake up in the morning to eat. I think they are up all night stressed out by this presence.
Since that night we have not been bothered and the dogs have been eating hopefully all will be better and writing about my experience will not stir things up.