On my birthday of 2019, September 5th, my girlfriend and I were leaving early for Colorado. We went to bed about 9:30 and about 20 minutes after shutting off the TV and light, neither of us even close to sleep yet, all of a sudden there was a loud crack on the footboard of our bed.
About 3 years earlier, I had lived in an apartment where similar things had happened so I knew as soon as it happened just what it was, a ghost or something not of our everyday world. I turned a light on, looked under bed, nothing there or out of place. She turned on a vapor lamp, which she had sage oil in. Very dim light, but, nonetheless, it was light.
We laid back down and I kept feeling something touching my face, like a string dangling with just the tip touching my face. This happened several times. First my temple, I'd wipe my hand across it. Next, above my eye. Three or four times. Then I noticed she kept doing the same thing with her hand. I asked, "Are you feeling something touching your face?" She answered, "Yes, a hair keeps tickling me." I told her it wasn't a hair. I was feeling the same.
Again, we tried to fall back asleep. A couple seconds later, I heard, very clearly, a human breath in my ear, in and out, or, vise versa. I had enough time to think, did I just hear that? And it did it again, exactly! In and out, or vise versa.
About 6 months before this, I had just gotten up. My mom lived with me at the time and made my coffee. As I walked back toward kitchen table, I saw a cat, about same color and size of my dog, run under table. Clearly a cat. On the other side of table, where my mom sat having coffee, only a streak or blur. I looked under the table, even though I knew my dog was still in bed with my girlfriend. No dog! I went to the bedroom to check and Rupert, my dog, was in bed with her. Mom and I had seen shadows out of the corner of our eyes a few times before but that's all in that house.
About three years prior, my mom and I had lived in an apartment in the Mohawk valley. About three months in, I woke to a loud crash at either 2am or 2:30am (I forget now), I found two large Rubbermaid bins, which were very heavy, had been pushed end ways into my spice rack and stuff was everywhere.
From thereon, for a couple months, things got worse. Palm slaps on couch at 6 at night, messing with our cell phones, etc. We moved to get away, that's how bad it got.
Before we moved, I seen a flash of light near a glass based lamp in living room. The glass was very thin and the sound I heard was as if electricity had touched that thin glass at the same time I saw the flash. It was round and almost as big as a volleyball.
My dog saw things also. His head would go straight up to the ceiling and across to the front door and he'd bark at top of door. Many things happened in that place. We all heard it but I was the only one to see anything. Just as I was the only one to hear breathing in my ear.
As I walked out that same door my dog barked at, I could literally feel the negative energy leave me.
Something to know, our phones would be messed with while miles away from the house. I've had the worst bad luck for the last two years, breakdowns at work like never before. And not only at work. Any ideas? I'd love to hear feedback.