Greetings everyone, this is my first night as a member and I want to share my experiences with you.
I am from a small Northern Canadian city and I recently turned 21, I am female and happily living with my long-term boyfriend. This story takes me back to when I was in middle school, living at home with my parents.
I would like to start off by saying when I was about 8 or 9 my parents decided to divorce, my father initially moved into an apartment on the other side of town. Soon enough he moved into a fairly nice trailer only a few minutes away from my mother's house (where I lived Monday-Friday.)
Almost immediately upon moving into this trailer with my dad I felt negative energy coming from inside the trailer, primarily coming from my father's room. I never saw or heard anything out of the ordinary, just 'felt' like something wasn't quite right... Until I was about 13 or 14 years old.
It was late, my father had already headed to bed and had been sleeping for about 2 hours. I was sitting in the computer room tapping away at the keyboard. I heard something coming from the kitchen. It sounded like a cupboard being closed. My dad has a tendency to get up in the middle of the night and pop antacids or get a drink of water. I jumped up and looked into the hallway, I couldn't see him so I walked into the living room. All the lights were on in the house aside from the one in his room. His door was open and I saw a shadow moving into my dad's room. It was an obvious shape, a tall body with a rounded head. It moved fairly fast like it was walking into my dad's bedroom. I wanted to say hi so I went into the hallway and pushed the door open wider, my dad was fast asleep.
My father has had problems with sleep since he was a kid, it takes him generally 45 minutes to an hour to actually fall asleep. I called his name and he didn't respond. He was out like a light.
I remember feeling a chill run up my spine, I stared into the darkness beside my dad's bed and just felt unnatural fear. I ran out of the room, and back into the computer room. I sat there shaking at the events that just happened.
To this day I'm still not entirely sure what to make of it, his house STILL makes me incredibly uneasy.