Getting home from my cousin's house, I went straight to my room to talk on the phone. I was cleaning out my closet when I felt this weird presence. So I turned around and I found one of my collectibles, my little pony dolls, floating up in the air. Then it floated across the room and smashes itself into my wall. I was so surprised that I ran downstairs screaming to my dad.
A couple of months went by without having any repeats of that incident. But all of a sudden, every night starting from 11:00pm to 3:00am, I start hearing these weird noises. I hear footsteps going up and down the stairs. Then it starts running and it sounds like it crashes into something. Because all you hear is a big thud. I'll be in my room changing the voicemail on my cell phone and when I replay it, I can hear voices in the background trying to talk to me, telling me to get out of their house. Later on, me and my cousin got out of school early and went to my house to eat. So we were up in my room, when we heard someone open the door downstairs and walk up the stairs. Since I have a dog, it started freaking out for no reason. It started barking a lot but its barks sounded like if it was crying of fear. Then it yelped as if someone had hit it. The footsteps reached my door and started trying to get into my room but couldn't because my door was locked. All me and my cousin saw was my door handle moving around. Then we heard this low eary whistle. When my cousin used her cell phone to call her boyfriend to come pick us up, while the call was connecting, a voice showed up telling us to leave now out of their house. So we just hung up. The house got really cold even though the heater was on. We called her boyfriend again and when he answered, we asked him to come pick us up. When he did, we both went running down the stairs. We passed a room and my cat was in there with his tail all puffed up. We tried getting out of my house but the door wouldn't open. Finally it opened and we left.
So far, there are still weird noises. We are in the process of getting our house blessed, hoping that this unwanted presence finally leaves our house.