Hauntings In New House Part 1

I'm Sweet sunshine. I've been reading experiences on this site for months and decided that its time to post mine. I'm 16 years old currently and started experiencing the paranormal since I was 8.

Our family moved to Ranchi (capital of Jharkhand state) in 2008. A few weeks later my dad rented a nice spacious house for us and we moved there. The first few months went normally but after my grandpa (mom's dad) died in August, things started happening.

First occurrence:

One night, I was sleeping with my mom and dad in the bedroom, when suddenly I woke out of nowhere and heard someone walking in the living room and the chairs being moved there. I thought maybe I'm imagining it and fell asleep.

A few days later when I narrated these to my parents, my dad went pale and said he'd heard it once too. One night he's working on his laptop beside us and around 2:30 am or so he heard the same sound. He thought maybe he had heard the landlady's (she lived just beside us) chairs moving, and carried on his work. But then realised she had gone to the USA just a few days ago and can't come back so soon. He then rushed to check if his mom had fallen there while going to the toilet and found her sleeping soundly. He checked the living room and what he saw shocked him. The chairs were really moved a bit like someone had moved them to sit. I asked him why he haven't told us before, he said he didn't want to scare us.

Second occurrence:

One afternoon I was painting in the living room when suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw someone walk towards the kitchen. I looked up and what I saw chilled me to the bones. It was a transparent figure of a man walking towards the kitchen. He then looked up at me, he had no face just holes for eyes. He watched me just for a few seconds but it felt like eternity. He then walked through the kitchen door and disappeared. I screamed for my parents and when I narrated them, they brushed it off as my imagination.

Third occurrence:

We were watching a movie once and went to bed late at night. As we were proceeding towards our bed, I had to use the toilet so I stayed back and finished my business. As I was washing my hands, I looked up and saw a rotten corpse was staring at me from the ceiling. I screamed for my parents and narrated them what happened. They, of course, didn't believe me and said I imagined it because we watched a scary movie.

As we were proceeding towards our bed, mom and dad went pale and were huffing and puffing and were gasping for breath. I prayed to God to stop this and after they calmed down a few seconds or so later, they said they smelled a horrible stench of rotten flesh.

A few weeks later, when our landlady came back and we narrated her the incidents, she asked us the date of the third occurrence. As we replied, she said it's the date and time of her late husband's death, as she too on this day have felt the stench before. She then showed us a photograph of her husband and he's the same man I've seen in walking towards the kitchen and in the toilet.

I have many more occurrences to share but that's for another time. I'm sorry if the story's too long.

Have a good day!

Best wishes and regards,

Sweetsunshine1800