We had lived in our house for the best part of 20 years, it was around 150 years old. As far back as I could remember there were always strange goings on in the house, footsteps in the hallways and loud unexplained bangs at night. When we first moved into the house we were all quite scared by this but as the years went on we got used to it and just ignored it. Visitors would regularly comment on the strange footsteps and loud bangs and we would joke that it was our resident ghost. As far as I remember the only time someone saw the ghost was when my great grand mother came to visit for a few days. My mother was speaking to our neighbour in the kitchen and when the neighbour left my grandmother asked who the man was standing behind our neighbour, my mother said it was just her and our neighbour in the kitchen at the time at which point I vividly remember her face turning pale and she didn't speak for the rest of that day. The following day she decided to cut her stay short and left. We also got through about 5 babysitters who would refuse to come back to the house after spending an evening looking after us kids.
My sister also experienced something a bit more alarming, she was on her own in her bedroom one evening and whilst watching TV an ornament on the TV flew off and hit her, none of us really believed her but to this day she is adamant it really happened. This room we affectionately called the ghost room from then on.
I had been living abroad for 4 years and had come back home to live with my parents while looking around for a place of my own. By this time my brother and sister had left home and on my return my mother kindly made a room up for me. Unfortunately this turned out to be the ghost room.
The first few nights passed by uneventfully. After about a week I was in bed watching a TV program called 'Most Haunted' with the presenter Yvette Fielding. For those who've never seen this before the most haunted team spend the night in haunted houses across the UK and try and capture paranormal events. During the program the team regularly asks out loud things like 'is there anyone here' or 'if you can hear us please give us a sign' or 'if there are any spirits present please make a noise'. As the program finished I turned the lights out and switched the TV off, just as I had done so and in the knowledge that no one else was in the house I prepared to go to sleep. Then after about 5 minutes and still completely awake something tapped me on my shoulder. I can clearly remember the feeling, a definite and strong 3 taps on my shoulder. As you can imagine I completely s--t myself, I switched the lights back on and searched the entire house to see if anyone was around but the house was empty. I can honestly say I've never been so scared in all my life and sat awake for the rest of the night with the lights on. During this time I thought it could have been possible that the ghost/ spirit whatever you want to call it had heard the TV earlier when I was watching Most Haunted and assumed it was ME asking if 'anyone was there' or 'give us a sign if anyone is there'. IT might not have known about TV's and thought it was someone present in the room asking these questions. Anyway so now it knew that I knew it was there.
For the rest of my stay at the house (approximately 4 months) every night I was awoken with the 3 taps on my shoulder and always between the hours of 3 and 4 o clock in the morning. I ended up getting used to it and also got used to little sleep as when it woke me up I could never get back to sleep, when it happened there was always a dark almost tangible presence in the room. I eventually plucked up the courage and asked out loud if there was anything I could do to help and if it would be possible to stop waking me up at 3 o clock every morning! This only made matters worse, instead of the usual 3 taps on the shoulder it started to wake me up by pulling my duvet off and whispering stuff in my ear which I couldn't understand. I ended up moving into another bedroom in a newly built part of the house thinking it couldn't go into a new room but annoyingly it just followed me. You might ask why I stayed in the house for 4 months while this was going on, the simple answer is I didn't have anywhere else to stay. During the last week of my stay I slept in a tent in the garden, thankfully it didn't follow me there. My parents thought I was mad at the time but I never told them what happened as I didn't want to scare them.
The last bit of the story worth mentioning. One Christmas years later with the family back at the house and after the customary few drinks on Christmas Day I finally decided to tell everyone. As I was finishing my story (my brothers girlfriend was visibly petrified)! The TV suddenly flickered and all the power went off in the house. After this I think that most of my family and others present believed me. As for my brothers girlfriend and other guests present they never stepped foot in the house again.
The moral of the story: Don't watch Most Haunted in a haunted house