I have lived in my home for a little over 6 years now. From the time my family moved here, strange things have happened. In the past 3 to 4 months, the activity seems to happen more often.
I tend to stay home alone a lot. My family is very loud and I'm a quiet person. That said, I will normally have the television turned off or on low volume. It is then that I can hear the heavy footsteps upstairs. I've become used to the steps, so much so that my family and I named the ghost Jim. However there were 2 instances I actually had to leave the house.
The first time I had left to get food. When I returned home I decided to eat in my room. I heard the heavy footsteps upstairs, of course. It was pretty much background noise at that point. What really freaked me out was the hard knock on my bedroom door. I jumped and listened for anything else but it never knocked again. I went about my business again. In my empty house, inside my locked bedroom alone, I heard a voice harshly whisper my name several times directly in my ear. I immediately grabbed my bag and left to go to my friend's house. I didn't come back until the rest of my family did.
The second instance was a little more intense. Again, I was home alone. It was May in Texas and the temperature was in the high 90s. I have always been somewhat immune to getting cold so it was more than a little strange that I had been absolutely freezing the 3 days before this event. I had been so cold that I was wearing long sleeve shirts, jackets, thick sweatpants, and thick socks. As soon as I left the property, any chill I had would be gone. I found it very strange, as did my family. Anyway, I had been left alone when my family went to a wedding. I was in the livingroom when I heard the footsteps. Like I said before, they were background noise at that point. I decided to do some laundry when I noticed the footsteps were getting louder. Honestly it was more like stomping directly over the laundry room where I was. The ceiling was actually making a cracking noise. I was getting a little uneasy so I closed the door to the stairs and continued to put clothes in the dryer. Not even a minute later the door slammed right back open. I closed it back and went outside for a bit. The stomping was so loud I could actually hear it outside. When I came back inside, I started shivering almost immediately. Something felt wrong. I noticed the door to the stairs was open again. The stomping had stopped and for that I was grateful. I went to close the door one more time and a loud thump came from the landing followed by a deep voice just yelling. I didn't turn any lights out, just got my car keys and went to a relative's house. When my family returned from the wedding, I explained what had happened to them. My dad told me he has seen the entity several times.
Even as I type this, I can hear the steps above me.