I moved into my house 7 years ago and I first noticed things back then, I had just had a baby and before moving in my partner stayed in the house whilst it was being decorated, he used to tell me that the toilet flushed on its own and that he could hear footsteps upstairs (got to the point where he would only sleep downstairs).
A few weeks later myself and baby moved in, our house was fully decorated except for one room, which was to be the babies. I heard footsteps upstairs every night, sometimes running, sometimes stomping, not adult footsteps, sounded more like a kids. Then when I'd go to bed with the baby, I always felt something in my room, babies cot was just at the end of my bed and I could always sense there was something not right around it, I refused to put her in the cot, she slept in the bed with me and my partner. I'd wake up to feed her and always had the feeling of being watched, sometimes it was an ok feeling, sometimes it made me uneasy, it always came from around the cot.
Noises carried on in the other room, things would be moved and such, this died down when the room was finally decorated (my mum and I used to joke that the ghostie wanted a nice room), by this time my baby wasn't a baby, she was 2 and was now in her room with the new baby. I had baby monitors in there and sometimes we could hear talking sometimes giggling, I put that down to the monitors picking up on other things (I hope that's what it was anyway).
Noises seemed to have died down now but just before xmas last year, I was in bed (I am now in the room the girls were in) and I was watching tv, I heard breathing. Heavy heavy breathing, I muted the tv could still hear it, girls were at their dad's so it wasn't them, there was a breathing noise in my room and I was well spooked, I sat up in my bed and did the "is anybody there?" thing in the squeekiest voice you could imagine and sooo hoping I didn't get a response.
Then there was a weight at the bottom of my bed. I don't think I have ever moved so fast in my life. It felt like someone had sat down at the end of the bed, so I went downstairs and watched tv down there before deciding 3 hours later to go back to bed. I got in bed and listened, no breathing noises (phew) I'm just settling down into bed, close my eyes and bam it felt like a hand stroked my forehead. At this point I buried myself in the duvet and just refused to budge, whatever it was went away and I haven't heard anything like that since.
Other things that happen are things being hidden, things totally vanishing, you can be sat on a chair red hot when all of a sudden you just go cold, it lasts a few seconds and then your warm again.
I shall post more as and when it happens, but any ideas what the heavy breathing thing could have been as that really scared me.
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As he got older I started noticing a pattern of night terrors that only happened when he slept upstairs. He would cry and stair at the doorway leading to the hallway in shear terror. The only way he will sleep upstairs now is with the door shut and the light on. When I inquired about what he saw in his dream he he would shut down and say he didn't want to talk about it. Around 2 years ago my husband started sleeping downstairs because he said the stairs bothered his knees. Increasingly my son started spending more and more time sleeping with us and less in his own bed and more and more with his father downstairs.
I started noticing things about 6 months ago. Footsteps on the floor boards that creek in my room approaching my bed and then a depression made at the foot of my bed that I could feel. Like someone sat there momentarily and got back up. My adult daughter moved back home last month and we moved her into her brothers room, mostly because he didn't want to sleep there. Last night I was sleeping but was awoke by noises downstairs. I could hear my daughter was up watching television. I laid there for about 30 minutes trying to go back to sleep when I started to hear heavy breathing. I held my breath thinking I was hearing my own breathing but still heard it loudly. It sounded very much like my son sounds when he is sleeping it was kind of a light snoring sound. I felt the bed next to me thinking he had maybe gotten in bed with me while I was asleep but no one was there. I looked through the covers and under the bed. Sometime during this time of searching it stopped. I did not feel afraid or threatened but confused and perplexed. I tried to come up with a reasonable explanation but could not.
I came downstairs to watch tv with my daughter and found myself telling her what had happened. She said she too has heard the footsteps and noises and said I should just accept the fact that we have a ghost in the house.
Our home is built very close to an old farm house that was moved from its original location. I can look out my bathroom window and wave to the neighbors on the porch of that farm house. It is less than 40 feet from roof to roof. I had a very vivid dream once that the barn from the hey day of that old farm house was located where the north side of my house is now. I could see the people working there and the animals and children playing around the straw.
I don't know if this is associated with that old farmhouse or not but would like to hear what others think.