From the time I was young I have always heard what sounded like my mother calling my name, usually this happened when she wasn't even home. When she was home she would deny that she had been calling my name.
When I was in the fourth grade we moved to a house in Springville, UT right up the street from Sage Creek Elementary. My bedroom was in the basement along with another bedroom that my two little brothers slept in. There was a hallway that connected my brothers' room and the laundry room and it always felt as if someone were standing there watching you. The basement was always creepy but it got a lot worse when my mother began drinking alone in the laundry room. I am not sure if the entity I am writing about followed us there, or was there when we moved it but it definitely seemed to feed on my mother's negative energy.
My ex-husband and I, along with my oldest son, moved in with her for a few months to help her out and that is when really strange things began to happen. My son slept in the bedroom my little brothers' used to have and one evening I had put him in the crib for the night and about a half hour later he was crying hysterically. I quickly went into the room to check on him and asked him what happened and he said that "mean grandma Julie (my mom) was standing over my crib making a mean face!" I was quite confused by this as my mother had not been home all day, and did not come home that night. I picked him up and he slept in my bed that night. I thought the incident was odd and I just didn't know what to think about it.
A week or so later my ex-husband was checking on my son before he went to sleep and as he walked into his bedroom he happened to glance down the hallway and there, in front of the open laundry room, stood a figure that he described looking just like my mother only different as her energy was just mean, and her face had the most unpleasant expression on it. Again my mother was not home and hadn't been home all day. My ex scooped our son up and ran into our room where I was watching TV and told me what happened and for the first time ever we said a family prayer. Now I pray every night but my ex was not religious at all so he must have been very scared to agree to pray with me.
Also I started hearing my mother call my name again when she wasn't even home, something that had not happened to me since I was a teenager. There were many other strange experiences had in that house by myself and my brothers that I can share another time if any of you are interested.
I am not sure if that presence had followed my mom to that house or if it was already there when we moved in. I do know that when she moved out it seems to have stayed there because her new house has a warm, comforting feeling very unlike the last house.