Up until the age of 8 years, I lived with my parents and sister in a old miner's house. Where we used to live had been a mining village, but in the late 1980s it closed down. This house was very old and very large. It had an attic and that's where the strange things would happen.
I was always scared to go up there. For a while my parents used it as their bedroom but decided to move downstairs. The attic had a small door which was a loft to store extra stuff. This door had a lock. One day me and my friends were playing up there when we got called for dinner. I noticed that the loft door was locked, but when I came back up stairs it was unlocked with the door wide open.
This house was always cold. I had a terrible accident here when I was 3 years old. I burnt myself by sitting too close to the fireplace and I am now scarred for life. I had to go to hospital and was in there for 3 months.
Sometimes I would see someone walk down the stairs which overlooked the living room. It looked like my mother, but I knew it couldn't be her because she was fast asleep. The woman had short red hair, and an orange T-shirt on (like something from the 1970s). She didn't wear glasses so I knew it couldn't be my mum.
The scariest thing that happened was when I woke up one night. I used to share bunk beds with my little sister. I was on the top bunk. One night I woke up for no reason. It was pitch black in my room but I could see the outline of a very tall thin man standing in my doorway. I remember feeling so frightened. After what seemed to be a lifetime, I finally managed to get out of bed and turn on the bedroom light. The 'man' had gone but I still felt sick in my stomach.
I would often have horrible dreams, always involving going up to the attic. In my dream I would recall climbing the stairs (which had awful faded red carpet) up to the attic. I don't remember anything else, but I would often have the same dream over and over again. I'm 24 years old now but I can still recall that dream I had as a child.
Strange stuff has continued to happen to me over the years. My parents separated and I moved away with my mother. But the hauntings wouldn't stop.
In the most recent house I lived in with my mother, stepfather and my half siblings, very odd things would happen. Like plates falling off the kitchen side and smashing. Once whilst in the living room, we heard a crash happen in the kitchen. We all got up to have a look to see plates everywhere. A cup had managed to make its way into the hallway but there's no possible way it could have rolled into there.
I've had strange dreams about this house too. I've also heard someone call my name. Am I being followed by a ghost?
I now live with my boyfriend, nothing has happened for a while and I hope nothing does! Anyway, there is more but I feel this is too long already!