I used to write under the name stacecadet and I thought I might give you an update on my life, since I think I left it on a pretty intense note!
For 2-3 years nothing noteworthy happened to me until I moved into my new house with my boyfriend. My boyfriend went away to visit family about a month after moving in. The first night he was gone I started feeling really nervous. Like I used to when I was a kid. I put it down to being paranoid, and went to sleep.
I woke up at about 3am and went to get a drink, as I opened the door, I had a funny feeling. Ignoring my instinct I opened the door and looked in the lounge. It was pitch black but I could clearly see a dark figure standing there. He looked exactly like what I saw standing over me when I was younger, but even more menacing. Naturally I panicked and hid back in my bedroom. I could hear footsteps and doors creaking for the next 3 days my boyfriend was away. Once he came back everything went back to normal.
This happened every time he was away, except when I started avoiding the lounge, he would show up in the sun-room, or the spare bedroom.
It kept getting worse and worse, to a point someone would clearly knock on the bedroom door when I was in bed, and nobody would be there when I finally got the courage to open it. As well as that, I can hear talking coming from the lounge and random crying. Since then lights have been turning on randomly and my dog has begun growling at nothing.
Unfortunately my boyfriend has never had any experiences like this. Even if he did, he'd make up an explanation.
My worst experience so far would have to be when my friend and I decided to check out an old closed down jail in Melbourne. To cut things short, we arrived at the main gates and I started feeling sick, and I just completely zoned out. In my head I pictured a prisoner laying on the ground, who somehow I knew was innocent, and 2 guards standing above him screaming at him. They had their batons out and I knew they were going to kill him. I snapped out of it and we left immediately. My friend was upset and told me she'd felt like she was going to have a heart attack, and that she heard someone scream "leave". We haven't gone back since.
I guess maybe my senses are a bit out of touch of late, but I can say we've tried burning sage, to no affect, and I can't really do anything religious wise because I'm not religious. And although my family used to come from a Catholic background, my grandmother (who was the most religious) turned her back when tried to get me baptized in 3 different churches and they all refused me. They never gave her a reason why. They just told her to leave. Maybe they knew I was a bit weird!
Anyway if anyone knows what could be going on here or have any ideas of how to get rid of it, any help would be great!