I just finished watching a ghost hunting documentary, which always leaves me in deep thought and paranoia about the strange experience I had as a teenager... I'm hoping it can be explained.
I was 12 years old (I'm 22 now). It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, and as usual I was sitting in my room (the same room I live in now) on the computer playing neopets, that was pretty much all I ever did.
My parents and brothers went somewhere, and I could've gone with them but I was glued to the computer so I stayed. It was the only time I ever remember being home alone as a kid. Then it happened. I heard breathing, slow and deep as if somebody was sleeping. I listened for a minute, then got up and started walking around the house to see if maybe one of my brother's friends was here.
There was no one. Just me, my computer, and whatever was breathing! I couldn't believe it. It was loud, clear, and unmistakable, but every time I walked towards where it seemed to be coming from, it sounded like it was coming from somewhere else.
Somehow I always thought of it as an old man. The strangest part about the whole experience is that there was a complete absence of fear, despite me being very scared of stuff like that. As it was happening I was wondering why I wasn't afraid. It wasn't threatening or intimidating at all, in fact, it felt kind of peaceful!
After I confirmed that I was indeed alone, I went back in my room and continued my business on the computer. The creepy breathing continued for about 10 more minutes and eventually stopped.
The fact that it happened at such a rare occasion while I was home alone made me feel like it had been watching me for a while. I never had another paranormal experience again, but I'm scarred for life. Every time I'm alone, I feel like I'm being watched and fear that I'll see or hear a spirit. It keeps me from sleeping at night...