I am publishing this story because it correlates to a couple of the other stories I have read.
In 2012 I was sleeping in my daughter's bottom bunk bed, she was away from home that night. I suddenly felt this great sense of dread and a presence. It didn't want me in the room and I felt like it thought I was there to cause my daughter harm. In my mind I said, "I do not want to cause her any harm. She is my daughter." I felt like the presence was still there but the aggression I felt from it waned.
Some weeks, possibly months later (maybe end of 2012, beginning of 2013), I was sleeping. I dreamt that something was holding me down and I couldn't move, speak, etc. I was paralysed. I didn't feel the pressure of weight, just complete and utter paralysis. Only I woke up out of the dream and felt the paralysis for real.
I was having a discussion with my partner one night and the subject came up, it was completely random. My partner described the exact same experience in my daughter's room about the paralysis (again my daughter was away that night he slept in there. The weird thing was he brought that up completely without provocation or persuasion and only after that did I admit that I too had the same experience.
Then in 2013 I fell asleep downstairs in the lounge. I was woken up by the sound of my back garden door slamming shut. I heard footsteps and saw a black image walk past the room and up the stairs. I tried with all my might to start shouting and calling my partner but the sound wouldn't come out. Eventually I managed to murmur his name and it got louder and louder until he came downstairs. I asked to check the back door but it was locked.
Please note that with the Phase 2 experience I had recently been taking medication which its side effects could cause hallucination, so I hope that was what it was.
For the first time ever my daughter revealed to me Christmas time about her experiences. At first I tried to brush it off and make out that it was the corner of her eye or it was her imagination (because what she revealed absolutely shocked me). She got very distressed when I did this so I left the subject. When we had a chance to forget about it and come away from home for awhile, I asked her to tell me the story again of her experiences and this is what she said.
"There is something in my room, it scares me. It is a black oval presence. It is tall like an adult." She thinks it was something that was once human but isn't now. It floats, it doesn't walk. When she is in the bathroom she doesn't close her door and she sees it coming towards her. She notices that it always goes in to my room which is closest to the bathroom, but only when no one is there, like it is looking for something or someone.
I told her not to worry about it at all. I figured that it must sense fear. And if you don't show it, it can't harm you. However, there is definitely something very dodgy about it. I have very controversial thoughts about things like this. I did not want to believe it at first and shut it away. I actually felt better because since early 2013 I had no other experiences until my daughter revealed Christmas 2013 of her experience. She said her last experience was Boxing Day 2013.
Some facts I don't know if they correlate:
I really didn't want to go to and live there. It was like my conscience was telling me to stay where I was.
The grounds my house was built on used to be a Catholic elementary/primary school. My house is in between two other houses and is next to a Catholic church with the same name as the previous school.
The first tenant's partner was in and out of the criminal justice system.
The second tenant was allegedly a bigot, and had the police seize the house looking for the previous tenant's partner.
I saw the black presence in my previous home.
My brother died in utero the same year my daughter was born. He was due on October 31st. He would have been the same age as her, less 6 months.
My unborn brother's father is, let's say, mentally challenged. I don't want to say worse words. He has schizophrenic tendencies and believes that he saw my unborn brother walking behind my daughter when she was two (I can't prove or disprove this). He appeared to be the same age and allegedly walked like a toddler.
I don't want to research this further. It is too freaky and I have more important things to do. I just wanted to know maybe what it was and found this site. I may get someone to come to the house. I always think about the fact that I blessed my other home but never blessed this one, only because there wasn't anyone at the time who I felt was appropriate.