We moved into our house about 2 years ago. And I got the room in the basement, and my cousin got the one next to mine. I was never a believer of ghost, I used to hear stories about hauntings and how people witness events and I used to laugh at it.
A couple months later in December I got real sick with the flu, and I was watching my little cousin deserea. I finally fell asleep when I got this urge to wake up. I looked around and my dad left a note that Hand, my little brother, and cousins, went to our grandma's house, and will be back soon. So I grabbed the clicker and then I heard loud running up the stairs, I looked to see who it was and no one was there. There was no way that was the house settling that was far to loud to be that.
A couple weeks later I got on the phone and someone else was on the phone I said, "Hello, whose on the phone", then it slammed down. I ran up to the other phone because maybe it was someone goofing with me, but my mom was cooking in the kitchen. I asked her,"Mom were you just on the phone"? She said, "no why". I just walked away.
One morning on January 9th 2007, I had to get up for Doctor appointment. I got into the shower and washed up when the shower hose lifted up and whacked me in the face. Later my brother said that the night before, he heard someone crying in the bathroom. I said maybe it was just the tv and he said "put it on are grandpa's grave", he wouldn't do that if it wasn't true.
Later my Dad wanted a family picture so we can give it to our grandparents for their anniversary. We gathered and we did. My mom told my dad that we had to take it back. He said, "Why". She said, "because there's this black cloud, smudge thing over our heads". I looked and I almost fell over because if you were me, you'd think the same thing, that was no mistake.
But we also have the bed pushed down only in one spot. My movie kept skipping this part that said, "There's no escaping the Dark side". Then I was convinced that my house is indeed haunted.