I moved into my apartment on 28 March 2009. Within a month I started feeling a presence. I assumed I was imagining it, because what are the odds the last three places I lived were haunted? But then sometime in August 2009, Mark and our friend Kristin were over.
Kristin and I were sitting on the bed and Mark was standing. My bedroom door was closed... Then suddenly my door was opened. Kristin and I saw it, but Mark claims to this day he never saw it. Over the next year, I kept seeing things in the corner of my eye. One time, Kristin was in my kitchen and then she screamed. She said she saw someone walking through the living room. In 2010 one day, I was getting ready for something, and I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth. I had my bathroom door open. I turned briefly and saw someone standing there. He looked like Pat Sajak, host of Wheel of Fortune. So I started calling him Pat.
One day in 2010, there was a knock at the door. When I answered it, no one was there. But there was the feeling of a presence there, and I had this intense feeling to "follow it". It lead me to the parking lot of my apartment complex. Then it left. I walked back to my apartment confused.
In 2011 one day, I was in the kitchen making something to eat. As I was leaving the kitchen,"someone" appeared directly in front of me. I stumbled in my attempted to stop to avoid running into them, but no one was there and I hit the ground.
In late 2011, I was woken up by what sounded like my glass patio door shattering. I ran into my living room, only to find the door intact. Every morning for months I heard that sound. Soon I started hearing conversations coming from the living room. One day I walked into the living room and had a Dorito thrown at me. At the time, I didn't even have any Doritos in the apartment.
I went to ask my apartment office if anyone ever died in my apartment. They said no and asked why. I told them the stories, and the whole time they were kind of smirking, like, "Yeah, sure". But then when I mentioned the sound of my patio door shattering, they all stopped laughing and some of them turned white. I asked what it was, and none of them admitted to knowing what I was talking about, but instead said I needed to leave the office as it was closing for the day shortly.
I ran into one of the maintenance workers recently and asked if he knew if anyone ever died in my apartment. He told me that he had worked at this complex since it was built (which sounds like a very long time, but it was built in 1996). He says he knows every apartment where someone had died, and there had been none in my building or the building next to it. He was also kind of laughing as I told him the stories, and when I got to the patio door, he reacted the same. Except he said, "Hey, don't go telling people that story!"
Things were starting to calm down, until a few days ago (today is 19 September 2012). I was taking a trash bag to the dumpster. As I was making my way there, I saw a tall, black guy in a trench cost slowly walking toward me. I was waiting for him to move, as I had a heavy trash bag, but he didn't even seem to notice me, so I stepped off the sidewalk into the grass and walked around him. I didn't think anything of this. I just assumed maybe he was deep in thought.
But as I was coming back, I saw him turn a corner. I made it to that corner a few seconds later, and there was no one in sight. There's no way he could have gotten anywhere that fast. I told a friend of mine, who believes I saw a full apparition.
Yesterday, I was laying down, waiting for my girlfriend to text me back. As I went to sit up, my desk dropped. It startled me. It had been leaning back, as if someone had pushed on it, and then let it go when I sat up. My monitor shook and one of my speakers fall to the ground.
I thought it was odd having two major experiences in a row like that, so I decided to start telling my stories to people. But I didn't know where to go. I typed up my stories and sent them to my girlfriend, who has had experiences of her own. The stories I have submitted here tonight on this are tweaked versions of the stories I wrote to her. I did send them to her in parts and title them "Story 1", "Story 2", etc. There were things I didn't have to explain to her when I told her, and I added those details to these versions. This entry was actually copied and pasted from three different stories. This was Story 5, 6, and 7. But they were each so short I combined them into this long Story 5.
A few hours ago, I was watching a video about the girl in Hawaii named Clarissa who could see ghosts. In the video, it said that at the time of filming, she was five, and was afraid to talk. I wanted to find out if she has spoken, so I googled it. One of the first results was this site. I was so excited at the idea of being able to post my stories here that I completely forgot to find out about Clarissa, which I will do after I submit this.
I want to thank the creators of this site for making it, because there's not many places that let you post your ghost stories. Not even Coast to Coast AM's website (first place I looked).