I have been dating my boyfriend for a year and a half now. When we first met I noticed one morning that he had 2 big scratches down his back. He then told me that he has always woken up with random scratches. These scratches are also in places that he could not possibly inflict on himself. Some are deep and last for weeks. Some even leave scars. As long as he can remember he has always felt a presence of some sort around him.
Once, when he was younger, he was sitting in a car talking with a friend. They were alone talking for about an hour. The whole time the car was shut off and not operating. She started talking to him about ghosts. My boyfriend told her that he gets uncomfortable talking about such things, since every time he does something unexplainable always ends up happening. He started to feel uncomfortable and agitated. Then all of the sudden the motor for the automatic window in the back drivers seat started humming loudly out of control. Then stopped.
Strange things started happening around me since he started staying with me... I had lived at an apartment with friends for about 4 months prior to meeting him and never had any prior experiences with paranormal situations myself. One night we had fallen asleep on the couch. While asleep, I felt three hard nudges on my shoulder. I then asked my boyfriend to please stop... I felt one more harder nudge. Frustrated, I turned to him to tell him to stop and saw he was asleep.
I had then moved in with him into an apartment. When we first moved in, during the day, we were inspecting our new place. Walking through the kitchen, towards our bathroom and bedroom area, we caught a quick glance at what appeared to be a dark shadow the size of an adult cat running. It didn't come from around the hallway corner. It just seemed to appear and then very quickly made its way behind the refrigerator and disappeared. It appeared so life like that it startled us both and made us both stop suddenly. We looked and there was no animal or anything behind our refrigerator. Not even a space to which it could escape or hide.
He would work out of town all week. My sister was over and we were cleaning. I was in my bathroom and saw a quick black shadow go past in my mirror. (Heading down the hallway into my room.) Thinking it was my boyfriend surprising me by coming home early, I ran into my bedroom and no one was there... I walked out into the living room where my sister was and asked her if anyone had come inside. She told me no. My boyfriend wasn't due home for another two days. He surprised me later that night by coming home.
My sister had stayed with us for a few weeks. She was sleeping on the couch one night. My boyfriend had just arrived home from working out of town all week. (Mind you, nothing happens while he's away. Only the days he returns. Or the day before he returns.) One night, while she started drifting off into sleep, she was startled by the television flipping through channels. Then went off. She was so frightened and came to wake me up. I told her the TV was fine and to go back to sleep. She slept with the lights on. A few days later, my boyfriend and I were leaving the apartment. We shut off the TV. We turned around to walk out of the room and it came back on. We shut it off again and left. We had no other incidents with that television.
One time I had went with him out of town. It was dark out, about one in the morning. He would have to drive down some dirt roads in Westport, NY. There was nothing but woods and a few houses. He had to pick up and drop off his company vehicles there. We were unloading our stuff from the company vehicle into our truck to head back home. I then heard whispers coming from the woods across the road. At first, I didn't pay any mind to it. Until I heard it the second time along with some movement and grabbed hold of my boyfriend. He asked, "What? What's wrong?" I said, "Shhhh. Did you hear that?" He told me no. He hadn't heard anything. I was so scared that I had jumped into the truck through the drives side because I did NOT want to walk around to the passenger side.
The most frightening thing that recently happened that made me believe him was an incident involving my own child. We were staying at my fathers house. The upstairs is open. Kind of like a loft. My boyfriend had gotten up to use the bathroom. I did not feel him get up out of bed nor did I wake up when he had turned on the lamp. I did, however, wake up to see him staring at the bed my son was sleeping in, kind of crouched down. I then asked him, "What are you doing?" He told me "Nothing, I have to go to the bathroom." He went downstairs, used the bathroom and returned to bed. The next morning I asked him why he was hunched over staring at my child last night? He then asked me if my sister had come home in the night and crawled into bed with my son? I told him no. She had been gone to her boyfriends for the past few days. He then told me he saw the outline of a small body laying covered up in bed next to my son, with its back to my son. He said he had the strongest, almost uncontrollable urge to reach out and touch the leg of whom he thought was my sister. But then reason came to play that it would be weird if he had touched my sister in bed while she was sleeping, so he didn't.
One night, we were walking down my fathers road. We were in an argument. It was dark and I wanted to go back to my fathers house. We were approaching the only street light at the end of the road. I heard noises in the woods and at first, brushed it off as animals. Being from the North Country you get used to some noises. I then realized these weren't animal sounds we were hearing... I looked and caught a glimpse of a woman stepping out of the woods towards the road. Towards us. I ran... I didn't stop until I reached the street light. I was terrified. I had never seen anything like that before. He told me to calm down and keep walking. I refused and called my sister to come pick me up. We were two miles away from my dads. I got into the car and left my boyfriend there... He then called me saying he was walking back. Then he screamed and the phone sounded as if it was thrown. He called me back and begged me to go get him. I picked him up at the end of the street. There were three deep scratch marks down his face. He then told me, while extremely shook up, that the phone felt as if it were ripped out of his hands. I then asked what happened to his face? He was unaware of the marks but said he felt a burning sensation. He looked and became even more frightened to see the marks on his face.
I see shadows. Once, at night at the end of my bed. We now live in a different apartment and have strange things happen here as well. Doors opening right in front of us. With our closet door you have to actually turn the knob to open it. It won't just pop open. But some days, you hear the knob jiggle and actually SEE it turn. Then, it slowly opens up. No wind or anything else interfering.
Is there something or things following my boyfriend? It doesn't seem as if it's the same spirit. Sometimes we don't feel threatened, while other times we are terrified. Does my boyfriend attract things that we can not understand? Or is this something else?