As a young child, I have always been somewhat sensitive to "otherworldly beings". I had seen several ghosts in my old house when I was a child that I still remember to this day.
There were times that I would walk into an old house and immediately got a bad feeling inside. I was told later that the house was haunted. I came to terms with the fact I could see or feel things that other people can't, but I never really talked about it to anyone. Bear in mind, I am healthy, emotionally sound person.
As I grew older, I never saw or heard any ghosts and I figured I wouldn't ever again. I always thought children had some ability to see or hear spirits due to their open-mindedness and innocent nature.
Now flash forward about 20 years later. I was hanging out with some old friends that rented an apartment in the city. They seemed as though they are happy with the place, and pay a decent price for the apartment. The apartment is old, but in decent overall shape. One night when I was having dinner with them, my friend's husband happened to mention that something in the apartment kept waking him up during the night. He did not seem happy, nor did he want to talk about the reason why. I didn't push him to talk about it and didn't think much of it.
A few weeks later, I went to spend New Year's Eve with them and stayed until 2am. After dinner and DVDs, my back was starting to bother me. My friends went into their "game room" to set up a new game, and I asked if I could lie on their living room couch and relax for a moment. They said that was fine, went to the game room and closed the door. As I laid there for a few moments, I was thinking about school and I thought I heard whispering. My friends were in the next room with the door closed and I figured it was them. Then a few minutes later, I heard the whispering again. It was much louder and clearer, as if someone was whispering right in my ear. The voice sounded like a man's, but speaking in a fast and hurried manner. I sat up and looked around, but no one was there. My friends were talking loudly in the other room, so clearly the whispering did not come from them. I found myself saying, "I know someone is in here, and I am not afraid of you." I left the living room, and joined my friends in the game room.
I have not told my friends about this, and I do not want to worry them. I heard someone next to me, but I could not make out what the person said.