Ever since I was a child we've had some form of presence, and my mum talks of one too from when she was a child. Hers felt positive, according to her. This just, doesn't.
My childhood wasn't the best due to my father being controlling and abusive. So I always blamed my paranoid feeling on how he was.
We've been away from my dad for 4 years, and we've recovered in most ways (not so much financially) from how he was. However, I still get that feeling; like I'm being watched. As does my mum (my sister is too young to fully understand). My dog also acts very suspicious.
We've lived in two houses since we left my dad. The first, my mum and I got such a terrible feeling in one of the corridors, I can only describe it as end of the world dread. It was horrible. But nothing really happened in that house.
Although, now, we've lived in this house almost 3 years. It's not the type of area we're used to, but we've had no issues. I've always struggled to sleep, but in this house it's the paranoid feeling keeping me up. I suffer from GAD (Generalised Anxiety Disorder) and I have improved dramatically recently, but the activity started when I was at my worst in terms of anxiety.
I've had bad health for awhile, but my anxiety is relevant with this. It started with a feeling of being watched constantly. My dog is an Irish terrier, and being a very alert breed, she was always looking in one spot for ages. It would freak me out, but I tended to just distract myself on my phone or with the TV. But, one day my mum was cleaning my room and I used to have this huge mirror. She was near that, and it got pushed and fell on her. It might have just fallen, but knowing how heavy this mirror was, it'd take a lot of force. She wasn't drastically injured. Again, I didn't think anything of it. I told her about how I felt and she said she has the same feeling.
A few weeks pass, and my mum tells me she saw this black figure going into my room; describing it as a tall, completely black/opaque figure with no distinguishable features. My mum is somewhat of a comedian, and does like to joke so I didn't think anything of it. Until I saw it too. I was doing my revision (I had exams coming up, I was 15) and I look up and this figure is staring at me. EXACTLY how my mum described it.
I couldn't take my eyes off it. And it couldn't take its eyes off me. Well, I say eyes, it didn't have eyes. But it was staring at me. My heart stopped and I felt like I was going insane. I looked down at my paper and then back up, and it was gone. It felt surreal.
I wouldn't sleep in my room that night and a picture of me later got knocked off the table. I spoke to someone in my school for advice, and using the tips she gave me, the activity didn't just calm down, it stopped.
And it stopped for ages. I felt free. However, it;s started again. I'm 16 now, and my exams are over. That's an idea of how long it's been. My dog is acting weird again, I'm paranoid again and my mum;s seeing things. I'm struggling to sleep more than ever even though my anxiety is almost completely controlled now. I'm currently in a cafe and I feel when I talk/research this at home, something feels wrong and like I shouldn't be doing this.
There's been no recent deaths in my family and I don't mess about with the paranormal. I am really curious as to WHAT this is, and how to deal with it. If you have any explanation or advice it will be much appreciated, thank you.