I grew up in a beautiful house with my parents and 2 siblings. I've always been sensitive to spiritual activity and this house definitely had that. It all started when I was about 5 or 6 and I felt drawn to certain areas of the house. I'd spend hours playing by myself, or at least my parents thought I was.
The most vivid memory I have was waking up in the middle of the night to the sound of creaking floorboards, as if someone was sitting on a rocking chair on a bare floor. As I opened my eyes there was a figure in the corner of my room. The figure was of a man, tall, dark and creepy. I remember the feeling of deep fear, and then it vanished.
This may of been the first and last time I saw this being but it wasn't the last time I'd feel it. Me and a couple of friends that are into the paranormal decided to do a Ouija board, being young and stupid. This being came forward when we were asking questions, first pretending to be passed over relatives then changing its story here and there, and not just small details. We soon clicked on that it was playing games with us, and it seemed to be getting stronger and excited. We put an end to the Ouija board. I put up a cross in the corner of the room where I saw this being and the activity seemed to die down to just noises.
Now I believe my nephew sees this being. When I was looking after him when he was around 4 months old, he was in my bedroom and on the monitor I heard a deep voice and a loud bang, so instinctively I ran upstairs and into the bedroom where it felt like I was pushed a side and winded. I looked over at the cot and my nephew's mobile was swinging, and he was just looking up.
Two or so years later I was looking after him again and he was asleep in my bed, when I heard him screaming. When I went into the room he was huddled up in the corner of the bed against the wall staring and pointing to that corner, screaming at something. From what I remember he was saying, "Don't hurt my mummy." When I picked him up he was holding onto me so tight, and he refused to go in that bedroom for a long time afterwards.
I have since moved out of my parents', but when I go back to visit I feel a strong presence that no one else seems to feel. I'm not sure if this being is evil or if it just likes playing games, but there's one thing I know, I will never move back into my parents' house.
Thank you for reading and I'd love to know what you all think this being could be, and why or where it came from.
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