As a kid I remember how my dog died. It died when it was paralyzed in our laundry room. Every day in the afternoon the week after she died I would go in the laundry room and call my mom in because I saw my dog. I would see her for a brief time then it would leave until the next day. Then after my grand pop died. I would see him "painting the moon" when I was a kid. He was very artistic. Or I would see him working in our basement on some artistic wood project.
A few years later I started school. I would always tell my friends about weird happenings. Once I claimed that a door handle rusted then went back to normal in seconds. Being a kid, I wrote a story about it called the ghost in the supply room and it told how I would see shadows in the gym room.
Then one time in the bathroom at our school the toilets started flushing. I was the only one in there so it was really creepy so I just ran out. These were all when I was a kid now I only get the sensation of being watched nothing as extreme as then.
One time I saw a lady at my window. She was creepy and I thought she was there to hurt me so I ran into my parents room crying. They thought I was just dreaming so I went back to bed. The next time I woke up I heard something in my closet. Creepy footsteps and I kept on saying I see ghosts I see ghosts.
Something crazy happened again to me. My aunt recently died. She loved cooking and had a shore house that our family shares. Me and my cousins were there and all the doors were opened in the hallway with bedroom doors. We put chairs in front of them because when they closed the rooms would get hot because it was summer. We messed up the kitchen because she loved cooking. Then we stood in the hallway and said "if you're still here show us a sign" right away the door slammed. The one with the chair in front of it. The room with no windows opened and no fans on. The room at the far end of the hallway. My aunt's room where she slept.
My cousins and I were screaming. It was the eeriest moment ever because we didn't expect anything to happen. No one believed us because it sounded so extreme but then when we woke up the kitchen was clean. No nobody was awake to fix it and we asked everyone if they cleaned the kitchen and everyone was confused like what are you talking about. That's when we came to the conclusion that my aunt was watching us. What do you think about these experiences?