In 1990 I moved into a house with my parents in Middleton WI, a smaller town right outside of Madison. The story I'm about to share is a phenomenon that started from the time I started living there until the time I moved out when I was 19 years old.
I was 9 years old the first time I saw the man standing in my bedroom doorway. I woke up at 3:30 am and could see the silhouette of a man standing in my door. He didn't have a face. But it was like I could feel him staring right at me. It terrified me. I put the blanket over my head and trembled with fear.
This happened on and off throughout the years, growing up in that house. It seemed to happen a lot more when as I got older. It always happened around the same time. Anywhere between 3am to 4am. This wasn't the only activity in that house. This was just the one thing that's really stuck with me over the years.
Footsteps were often heard throughout the house. When I was home alone I would hear conversations going on in different rooms. As soon as you would go to where it was coming from it stopped.
Objects would go missing. Most specifically my car keys. I'd set them down on the kitchen counter, walk away and get something I needed. I would come back and my keys would be gone. I'd search around spending 10 to 20 minutes looking for them, only to come back to the kitchen where I set them down. I thought I was losing my mind.
I'm 34 years old now. I've seen and had to deal with a lot of paranormal activity. I've only told this story to my close friends and my wife. My parents are divorced now and the house was sold. I've often thought about going back there to talk to the people that live there now. To see of they have had any experiences. But if there's one thing I've learned, it's not to go looking for the paranormal because sometimes it looks back.