My name is Jo, I am turning 20 this year (2015) and my encounters started long before I could remember. While I was in year 5, my little brother used to talk about a small aboriginal girl who was his friend and we all, of course, assumed he had an imaginary friend. Why not, right?
One morning I woke up early for school and went in to wake up my little brother. From the moment I opened his door, my world changed forever and I knew the girl wasn't imaginary for right at the foot of my brother's bed stood a young aboriginal girl who couldn't have been more than 5. Her hair was bright white and her skin was very dark, I must have scared her (funny right?) because she soon disappeared. After that morning I seen plenty of this little girl watching over my little brother and she kind of comforted me knowing that when I wasn't there, she would be.
A couple of years later and about a year before high school, my family and I moved into a new house and we were told that it was once a church. Naturally, my family took no notice of this seemingly useless tidbit and for a while, neither did I.
At first there were little things, like doors opening on their own and it wasn't long before I started to notice shadows moving and things started falling over with no wind. Unlike my first encounter, this spirit did not seem to want to show itself so I never got a proper look at it.
My first real clue that it was really something was that one night my older sister had been frightened (which doesn't happen easily). So frightened that she wanted to swap rooms with my younger brother. She complained about hearing things breaking and people whispering, knowing she was afraid gave me the shivers.
Another poster on the sight by the name of Fallen_Comet has been my best friend for a very long time and we were friends while I was living in this house. One day she slept over and I can't quite remember what it was that we were doing, but we were in my room and all of a sudden she froze. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She was staring at a framed poster of flowers I had up on my wall and she said that she could have sworn that she seen a person in the painting or maybe something moving in the reflection but there was nothing there when I looked.
On another night my mum was having friends over and they were playing loud music. There was a stack of CDs in front of the TV, away from everyone. Suddenly the stack went flying across the room as if they were pushed with force. That is all that I can remember for now. I will post more as I remember the details.