My name is Stephanie and this current day in time I am 21 years old. I've been witnessing paranormal activity/entities since I was a very young child and I'm about to tell you of one of the first experiences I've ever had. My mother is very spiritual and has always told me that I'm very sensitive and there's an energy about me that she feels attracts people from the other side as she is the same way. I'm one of 6 children.
My mother and father bought our house in central Delaware in the early 80s before I was born. The house was built in 1900 and is a part of the historic district. Shortly after moving in my mother did a little remodeling and a few years later I was born and grew up in the house until we moved to southern Delaware right before I entered high school. We still own the house, in fact I currently live here again as an adult with my boyfriend and a few of his friends. My mother split the house into a duplex and one side is currently rented out to me.
When I was about 8 years old (and I remember this clear as day), it was a normal school night and my mother had put me to bed around 9 o' clock. I awoke sometime late, as it was pretty evident no one else was up in the house. All was quiet and the hall light outside my bedroom door was turned off. The only light that was around was the street light that shone through my bedroom window. I opened my eyes and at the foot of my bed stood a man I could only describe as being a butler. He was tall, wore a black suit with long coat tails, white gloves, and held a silver tray on the palm of one of his hands. The man in the suit just seemed to look down at me with no real emotion in his eyes and thinking it was a dream, I slowly drifted off to sleep without feeling any real reason for alarm. I never told my mother.
What makes this true story even more unnerving is the fact that before I moved back into the house a little over a year ago, my mother and I were cleaning it out to get it ready for a new tenant that would be renting one side of the house and me who would be renting the other side. We were in the attic, which has a really cool, wooden spiral staircase, scrubbing the walls and floors since it had been uninhabited for awhile. I was coming down the stairs and as I reached the bottom, I saw a man in a suit walk down the hallway from the back bedroom to the front bedroom. No one was in the house but my mother and I. I flew back up the attic stairs, cursing and shaking and told my mother what I had seen. I said that I had seen a man that resembled a butler walk through the upstairs part of the house. My mom stopped and caught her breath. The next thing she said really freaked me out. I had never told her of my experience as a child. She looked at me with strange eyes and said "A butler? Your older sister said when she was young that she had seen a butler staring at her in her bedroom in the middle of the night. I guess we were making too much noise for him."
Since moving in again I have not seen anything else of this man in the suit but sometimes I feel eyes watching me while I'm in the upper part of the house and the hair raises on the back of my neck.