My boyfriend was never one to be jumpy about ghosts. He never overacted over anything like that. A simple guy, just being a young adult. Then one night he calls me, talking about him hearing strange noises at his friend's house. We laughed it off and thought nothing of it. Later on in the week it happened again where he spent the night with his friend and the noises continued. His friend told him it never happened when my boyfriend wasn't around.
Well, that night he was telling me while he was walking home he felt he was being watched. As my boyfriend told me what happened next, I knew he was afraid of something. Like I said, this is a guy who rarely overacts, so to hear the terror in his voice was a shocker.
My boyfriend told me when he came home, he saw something. At first he thought it was just his imagination, but then it showed up in plain sight. Though to him that night, it was just a fog or smoke-like being. He told me he couldn't move. It was freezing around the fog as it drifted closer to him, until it just disappeared. This really freaked him out, and to the point he slept with the lights on. He told him that things would just dip over or get knocked off the dresser for no reason.
I, at first, never took him seriously. Teasing him and picking on him about being followed by a ghost. It took me going over there for me to really see how much my boyfriend was bothered by all this. While I was there, he went out and his sister came over. We were talking, and in the bathroom it sounded like everything fell. As if someone knocked over all the shampoo into the tub. We jumped and went to see what happened. When we went in there, nothing was knocked over. The two of us just laughed it off and went back to talking. I decided not to tell my boyfriend, not wanting to bother him about the subject. Weeks and months passed and, well, my boyfriend just stopped talking about it. As if it died down. Oh how I was wrong.
My boyfriend and I decided to move over two hours away. He was happy and I teased that his "Stalker Ghost" couldn't follow him. Now thinking back, I wish I wouldn't have teased him so much. At first nothing happened, but then little odd noises started popping up. I merely blamed it on our pets and shrugged it off. Then one night the two of us were watching a movie and it sounded like someone was downstairs walking around. It completely freaked my boyfriend and we decided to go down and see what it was. It couldn't have been our dog or cat since they both were in the room with us. Going downstairs there was nothing.
My boyfriend is in the military and is away a lot. This is when the experiences started happening to me. At first it was like before, just noises and little things. One night I was watching TV and had my lights off. A light shot from one end of the room to the other. I told myself I was only tired. It happened two other times, before I started having these weird dreams. They all had this woman in them. My mother came to stay with me for a little while during some rockiness in her life. She began to have the dreams about this same woman. Weird right?
Now just recently the most horrifying thing happened to me. I couldn't believe it, and I wouldn't doubt if you did either. It happened though and I'll never forget it. My house is a big circle downstairs. The stairway is right in front of the front door. Leads upstairs to a hall. The stairs are completely open to the living room and you can actually see most of the house from the top of the stairs. As you can see our bedroom door downstairs and some of the hall. The bathroom is right across from our bedroom, so if the light is on, it will show against our door.
It was early in the morning between five or six a.m. I went downstairs to get some water. I had the feeling like I was being watched. I stayed in the kitchen for about 10 minutes straightening up. When I decided to go back to the room something caught my eye. I looked over to my stairs right at the wall at the stairs and the hall upstairs was a woman. The same one from my dreams. I dropped my water and stared back at her. I was so afraid, and I just wanted to blink and it be gone. I even closed my eyes and she was still there when I opened them. I saw her dark brown hair that reached to her mid-chest. She had pale skin and dark eyes. Maybe a deep brown; she was too far for me to really tell. She didn't look dead, nor did she look like a ghost. She just looked at me and I felt this overwhelming sadness to the point I cried. After about a few minutes she just turned around and walked down the hall. I couldn't bring myself to go upstairs. I remember I called my boyfriend crying and telling him I saw a ghost.
I don't know if this is the ghost that followed my boyfriend months before, though it's the only thing I can think of. He told me not to be scared of it, and just to not let it bother me. Though I can't help but to think that some spirit followed my boyfriend all the way here to our new place and now is just sticking around. The thought of having a spirit of a woman who isn't shy to show herself just makes me nervous. Since now I get scared to walk around that corner in my house. I feel nervous whenever I stand in the hall.
I don't want to see this again. I wish I knew how to rid my house of whatever this is. She only gives me nightmares and a creepy feel, but I hate it. I want to know why it is here and if this is the same spirit.