So, my story takes place over a long period of time. Weird things happened at my house when I was young, but I never really thought about it until I was having a rest in my mum's room. I laid their with my eyes closed for a while until someone walked in and rubbed the back of my head, kind of like my mum does. I got up to say hello, but when I got up, now one was in the room, or the house.
Another time, which I am still confused about and barely believe it to be anyway paranormal or supernatural, is when I was getting ready to go to sleep. When I looked out the window of my house and looked towards the city, I blinked once and over 12 hours had passed. It was morning and the sun was up.
One event that my sister told me was when she went to go to the bathroom late at night, she walked in and the light turned on by itself. Some may say that she was tired and just subconsciously hit the switch. Well, there was no light bulb in the socket at that time. As soon as she walked out, the light went out.
My whole family had seen dark shapes, and some friends that I've had overnight have told me they've heard footsteps walking around the house.
Another scary moment was when our house was broken into. My dad began explaining what happened and showed us how it happened. At one point my dad stopped talking, his face began to change. He had a small beard, which had now grown bushier, several other facial changes had occurred and he was now holding a screwdriver, but then he was suddenly normal again. I had to interrupt him and tell him what I saw, which he said was the same image he saw when he was informed of the break-in. My dad later saw a man at the bus stop near the housing commission that looked exactly like him.
Another time, I was having trouble sleeping. I was tossing and turning. I opened my eyes and instead of pitch black, I saw a white mist the size of a man. As I stared, it slowly dissolved into nothingness.
Me and my friend Alex also did a ghost hunt in my house and found two amazing pieces of evidences, both audio. Although I cannot show you, I can provide transcripts.
Me: If you're there, can you make a noise?
A few seconds of silence.
My friend: Dude, I feel dizzy.
Me: I can't tell, I'm leaning against the wall.
Gets off wall
Me: Now I feel really dizzy.
During this, we both heard the whistle and it was captured on the IPod recorder, but not my video camera.
My friend: Dude, did you hear that thump?
We did not hear the footsteps with our own ears or capture it on the video camera.
As well as that, my video camera battery would die in just under two minutes and recharge itself while I held it, and would turn itself on and off.
As I write this, I heard footsteps enter my room. They're interested in your discussions, don't p*ss them off.