First of all I will give you a bit of background information on my house. Although I don't think that this spirit, whether evil or just mischievous, has anything to do with the history of my house, it might do and you guys could help me figure out what this thing was or where it came from. This story took place around 1-2 years ago and has never happened to me before or since then, making me think it was my imagination but it felt extremely real and freaked me out to no end.
Onto the history of my house. My house was built in the 1600's originally as a church, and was converted into a school in the 1800's so my house is around 400 years old. My dad then converted it in around the year 2000 into the house that stands there now. There are a few files written on the history of my house, and reading through all of them I do not know of any deaths or bad things that have happened here, however, just up the street there is a church and a graveyard (I don't think that's really relevant but I mentioned it just in case).
Finally onto the story! One evening, back when I was around 13 or 14, I was in my bedroom and I was sitting on the edge of my bed with my feet on the ground. My bed is the kind where it's lifted off the ground and you could crawl under it, which kind of makes the whole story creepier. So anyway, I was just sitting there and I can't remember what I was doing although it was probably just watching TV or daydreaming. Suddenly, and I mean extremely suddenly, I felt a hand grab the back of my foot with a really tight grip and I probably tried tugging my foot away for 5 or 10 seconds until the hand finally just disappeared. I remember I didn't look down to see if there was anything there, I was just kind of looking at the window while I was trying my hardest to get my foot out of that hand. With the grip coming from the back of my foot, it only really makes sense for it to have come from under the bed. Then I did what annoys most people when they watch horror movies, and I looked under the bed to see if anything was there (it did take me a couple of minutes to gather up the courage). Low and behold, there was nothing there, just the usual suitcase and boxes I keep under there.
First of all, it couldn't have been any of my family members because I'm pretty sure I'm not blind enough to have not seen them when I looked under my bed and second of all, even I can barely fit under there with all the stuff I store there and I'm pretty small and skinny. My family also aren't the 'prankster' kind and I would've definitely heard them coming in and out of my room and crawling under and back out of my bed, so we're definitely ruling out any sort of prank.
Although this scared the crap out of me and even to this day I refuse to put my feet near the underside of my bed, I don't think it was evil because it didn't grab my foot to cause me pain or to try and push me off the bed or something. Also, I'm a complete scaredy cat so if I gathered up enough courage to look under the bed then there surely wasn't any aura evil enough around that told me to get out of the room or not to look under the bed.
I would like your guys' opinion on what this thing was because, as I said before, nothing like this has ever happened to me before or since then and I don't have any evil or bad spirits in my house. I've heard of spirits 'passing through', so perhaps it was just some spirit looking for a bit of fun? I've never really been sure of what had happened, and now that I've found this website hopefully some of you guys with a bit more experience in the paranormal than me can help! Thank you for reading my story.