My story begins when I was just a little girl, around the age of 4. As a little girl I was really fascinated by 'ghosts'. I loved to hear ghost fantasy stories, like Casper or haunted castle. But when I was little I could remember seeing things in windows and mirrors, I could hear tapping on the walls, footsteps. But I never really got scared by this. I was quite a creative child so I put most of what I saw down to this.
I stopped seeing and hearing things by the age of 6. But when I moved houses at the age of 9, it all started up again. We moved to a little village just off our old house. It was an oldish house, but I wouldn't say it was over a hundred years old. My bedroom was right at the back of the house, across from the front of the stairs. In my bedroom I had one of those bunk beds where it was a desk underneath, and at night I could feel something poking my mattress from underneath and hear things moving around. This was all that really happened until I was 10/11.
When I was around about the age of 10 and 11 things started to happen. I have got to admit that as a child I loved all this spooky stuff and watched quite a lot of horror movies, so I guess it could have been my imagination... But I got really scared. I always felt as I was being watched. I'd hear thing coming from the attic and I'd see shadows from under the doors like someone was standing there, to open the door and find no one was. Things moved and went missing and never returned. It got to a point where I would here footsteps, feel something sit at the bottom of the bed. Every night I would get up and run around the house switching lights on, sometimes I would wake up screaming and crying. But everything seemed to stop once I was 12.
I moved again when I was 13 when my mum and my step-dad (who brought me up all my life) split so me, my mum and my younger sister moved nearer the center of my home town. I've been living here two years and nothing much as really happen. I could hear taps on the walls but I would dismiss it. But now, at 15, things are happening again and I feel like I'm going insane. For the last four months I've been having bad sleep paralysis, and in everyone I would see a tall black shadow figure.
The first time it happened I dreamed I was thrown on the floor and pinned down. When I could finally wake, I found myself on the floor. Since then I've had one every month around the same time. Most of the dream would be about murder, and the black shadow would appear and during the paralysis I could manage to open my eyes and I could see the shadow coming towards me. Once it got me it felt literally like death. And since these dreams I've started hearing and feeling things again. But since two weeks ago, it has gotten a lot, lot worse.
I would hear something come up and down the stairs (my bedroom is on the ground floor, right next to the stairs) and I knew it wasn't my cat because she always slept with me. Things started moving and going missing. I could hear my name being called and always felt like I was being watched. Now I've started to hear voices, mumbles, laughter... The taps and bangs are getting louder, I feel something touch me, and something will stroke my face and mess with my hair when I try to get to sleep. I can't sleep at night, but when I do I have the weirdest dreams or I will wake up every hour or half.
But the night a few days ago scared me the most... I had a sleep paralysis and a huge pressure, like someone grabbed me harshly on my shoulder, neck area and I was dragged backwards by this 'shadow'. Now, when I do go to sleep I sleep just under my pillows so the pillows touch the top of my head, when I manage to struggle myself awake my head was touching the head of the bed. My neck and shoulders still hurt now.
Everywhere I go now, I feel like I'm constantly being watched. Even in school I can hear voices saying horrible, negative things. I can see things. I'm on the edge all the time. I've lost my appetite, I have no energy and I can hardly sleep. I feel like this thing, or whatever it is, is slowly tearing me apart. I don't know what to do.
I've tried to speak to my mum about this but all I can tell her is about the sleep paralysis, she puts it down to me not eating. She barley knows about the other things. I don't what to do, I feel like I'm going insane. Am I going crazy? I don't know what to do, or what I can do. Am I going crazy or is this real? I'm so confused and I'm actually in fear all the time. Please, what should I do? Is this real? I am open to any views. Any help at all will be so helpful and I will be so grateful.