I'm going to try and explain this the best I can since English is not my mother tongue. It all started a long time ago. Ever since I was little (let's say 6-7 years old) I was feeling like someone was watching me, especially when I was alone. I didn't really pay attention to it until one specific evening. Me and my family were at our beach house. My grandparents also have a house right next to ours and I was over playing in my room (I have my own room at my grandparents' house). It was also winter so it was already dark outside at 6:00 p.m.
Suddenly the feeling that someone was behind me watching me came once again. I decided not to freak out, I just slowly stood up to go to the living room where my nana and my mom were. The way my room is: my bed is accross for the door. Next to the door there's a mirror and in between the door and the mirror there's the light switch (you'll see where I'm going with this in a minute). The door was closed so I reached to open it but before I did, I for some reason switched the light off. The only thing keeping the room from complete darkness was the porchlight coming through the window. I looked in the mirror and the next thing I remember is me bawling my eyes out in my mothers' lap. I honestly can't remember what I saw, I don't even remember making my way to the living room. It's just blank.
Weird things started happening from time to time ever since that incident. The thing is they're happening to this day and not so much at our beach house but at our apartment in the city. For example leaving a room, let's say the kitchen, knowing damn well I switched the lights off then coming back 3 minutes later to find the light on, or waking up for about a week in the middle of the night almost at the exact same time each night which was around 3:00 a.m... Next night it would be 3:15 and the next 3:12 and it went something like this, you get the idea.
Another time I woke up to someone blowing in my ear and before I could do anything I felt a sharp pain coming from my waist. It was like someone had just stabbed me and it was so painful I literally jumped out of bed. Of course there was no one there and when I checked the time it was 3:14 a.m... I went to the living room where my brother was (he was still awake) and when I told him what happened he said it was probably my imagination. But I know it wasn't.
The thing is it will be quiet for months and then suddenly something triggers it, I guess and it starts happening again. The reason why I think this thing, whatever it is, is attached to me is because I'm the only one experiencing this. No one else living in my house ever had a paranormal encounter. It only happens to me. I have plenty of other incidents to tell you so if you want to let me know and I'll do it along with an update. Right now it's quiet. But I don't think it will last for long.
Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think.