One afternoon after school my boyfriend (who's name is Jarrod), and I went back to his house to hang out. As we opened his bedroom door, a small black thing flew across the floor from behind the door to the left of the room then quickly dropped through the floorboards. At the time, there was clothes scattered and a foam mattress on the floor, and as the black "whatever it was" went through the floor, a pair of Jarrod's shorts fell over the top, like they were being dropped by someone. Both Jarrod and I saw this, and the scaredy cat that I am, I made Jarrod check under the clothes pile to see if it was a rat or some kind of giant cockroach. He found nothing.
A few days later we were going to Jarrod's room again and just as I was opening the door, I saw a big black figure, like someone under a big bed sheet with its arms by its side, standing near the window. Then it slowly hovered behind the door in time with the door opening. I didn't think too much about it in those split seconds as I thought it was the plastic bag hanging on the door handle on the other side, but I realized there wasn't a plastic bag there at all, nor would the handle be high enough to resemble the size. Jarrod didn't see it that time and was asking what I was doing. He didn't seem to care about what I had just seen nor had he cared what we both saw the last afternoon.
Sometimes when I stayed the night and Jarrod got to sleep before me, I would often feel like I was being watched (I usually do anyway but this time I was scared).
This was sometime last year and since then we had swapped rooms with Jarrod's younger brother because of spacial issues. One day, months after the last incident (a brand new room in a brand new year), Jarrod and I were sitting around doing our own thing quietly. We had a packet of doughnuts sitting on the bedside table and, in the corner of my eye, I saw a black blur fall from the ceiling and hit the packet. We both heard the sound, and it then rocked for a few seconds afterward and just touching them doesn't usually make them rock. I yelled to Jarrod, "DID YOU SEE THAT!? THAT WAS THE BLACK THING AGAIN!" and he just told me not to think about it too much. Well, I've tried that but I really, REALLY want to know what it was.
I haven't seen it around for a few months now. It could be gone for all I know. I just really want to know what it was. I've tried telling friends and family members, but everybody just disregards it. It's like they think I'm crazy and now I'm starting to wonder.
There had been something else that happened before I met Jarrod. Once his parents were having an argument (as most parents do) and a book apparently flew off the bookshelf and hit Jarrod's father in the head. I wasn't there so I don't know if it really happened.
I have recently been having very strange dreams. I don't usually even have dreams, but recently I have been having weird dreams where a demon was following me. I can't remember what has happened in all of my other dreams, only the fact there has been a demon, I think, trying to get me. This may just be my imagination but I do remember one very clearly. The first dream that I had. In this dream I looked into the eyes of something I shouldn't have and a demon started to try to possess me. Luckily I ran. It was chasing me and it grabbed my back and I felt like I was being pulled back. I was trying to run but it felt like trying to run in water... Very slowly. I recall in the dream I was getting people to touch my back so I could run normally (it worked, by the way, somehow).
I know I have been dreaming about the same sort of thing because I woke up last night to a fire alarm with a dying battery beeping and only half waking up thinking it was a demon screaming. I'm not as scared as I know myself to be and I just hope my dreams don't really mean anything. I haven't done anything wrong as I know of, and I would just like to understand what the mysterious black thing was.
Sorry this was so long, but I've been trying to describe what has happened as best as I can. And after reading other peoples' stories, I have finally managed to make an account to tell my story. Sorry again for the amount of reading!