This all began when I was about the age of 6. I am now 14 and this still occurs. My bedroom is haunted or at least I would hope it is with the things that happen in it. When I'm in my bed at night and just about to doze off, my bed shakes violently, scaring me half to death. I wake up and it's still shaking, of course like all people I ran out of my room, but just as I'm about to leave my room the door shuts making me not able to leave. Of course like any normal person would do I screamed on the top of my lungs. My mom comes in and there I am crying, with my quilt wrapped around me sitting in the back of the door.
Now on to what occurred just recently. I was laying on my bed reading a tiger beat magazine and out of nowhere I hear muffled whispering, but nothing that I could make out. It was hard to understand. Then I heard a deep male voice (very scary) say my name. That's when I froze. I knew it wasn't my dad or any of my brothers because I had stayed home from school that day, and I was the only one home with my 70 year old grandma. Of course it couldn't have been her. I sat up in my bed, and all I saw was this black hooded figure in my closet (it was a walk-in closet). I was shocked. I didn't scream, I didn't move. It was almost as if I was mesmerized by this figure. I felt warm tears fall down my cheeks, although I didn't do anything. I was in a trance. Then it disappeared in thin air. That's when I ran downstairs and I told my grandma everything. And of course like all grandmas she tells me it must have been my imagination. And believe me, it wasn't.
Later that night (which was recently; friday night the 23rd of November.) I refused to sleep in my own room, but yet my parents made me. I was so upset and scared to be in my room alone. I put the blankets up to my neck, closed my eyes and prayed and prayed and prayed until I dozed off. I was awoken by this gust of wind. I was freezing. My lips were blue as anything, I couldn't feel my fingers and every single window in my bedroom was open. They were wide open, to the point were you can't open them anymore. Mind you it's the middle of winter and that night it was probably the coldest night of winter so far. I got up closed the windows and went back in my bed. I faced the windows to see if whatever was making them open, would dare to open them in my view. And to my luck. The windows opened slowly one by one. I was in shock once again because I didn't see anything, but the crucifix between both windows was turned upside down. I started to cry, because I now thought I was dealing with something demonic.
Now it's pretty quiet but every now and then, I hear footsteps coming by my bedroom door and then they stop by my door leaving two feet shadows on the bottom which are clearly visible to see. Then the feet disappear. I check to see if anyone is in the hallway or in any of the rooms upstairs by me, but nobody is there.
I am scared and clueless as to if this thing is just a joker or if its demonic? I need to know what to do and how to do it. This is my first story and my first encounter and I am glad to share it with you people. I need some help. Thanks