So, I am currently 13-years-old and I have reason to believe that my current house is haunted and I have ghosts following my family. My mother was the first to tell me about the following, and I saw her logic and took it in. Given that my great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and oldest cousin had all died in my younger years and before birth, I figured it would most-likely be them.
I also lived in Bakersfield from ages four-seven. Looking back, I do have belief in it being haunted. When I was about five, I had one of those toy doorbells in my room. One night, I was just sitting in my bedroom floor, then I looked to my back and saw a hand reach around the door and knock the doorbell down. The hand looked of my stepfather's, so I blamed him for it.
Given that I had anger-issues back then (and sometimes now), I came walking out of my room, ready to scold him, then I asked my mom where he was. "He's not even here," she replied. Then I told her about the hand knocking down my doorbell, I kind of left the incident behind afterwards, and hadn't mentioned it since. Then one time, still at the same house, I recall walking out of my room and seeing a white cat, that resembles my aunt's walk right by me.
Like with the doorbell instance, I told my mother about it, she pretty much just noted it and disregarded it. I knew that my aunt, and her cat, weren't there at the time, so I have reason to believe it was paranormal. Years after, my family and I had moved. Not many paranormal experiences have happened there, except for the times I had the constant feeling of being watched.
I also was afraid to go near the room in the back of the house that my parents slept in. It got so bad that I was afraid to go into the kitchen alone (which was where the room was next to). I also recall lying in bed one night and a bottle of lotion falling on my desk. Again, years later, I had moved to my current house on Lake Isabella.
Around the end of sixth grade, I had taken interest in religion and occultism, etc. I believe that I have "opened a door." I began sensing a presence, it got pretty severe. I ended up having to wear a cross on my neck all hours of the day.
Also, since we live insanely close to a lake, with all kinds of rocks and minerals in these mountains, and the fact that there is the underwater town of Isabella that had been flooded to create the lake. All the people that may have died during the flooding, people dying in the Kern-River, people dying when their cars go off of the canyon-road, and water and limestone being substances to attract spirits, I believe that we have ghosts around every corner of my town.
Also given that my house has been around since 1974, my mother and I both think that people have died here. So, with ghosts following us, and the deaths in my house, I figure that this house is packed with 100% pure ectoplasm and death. The fact that I have the feeling of being watched in this house also gives me my reasons of haunting belief.