My husband and I moved every 4 years with our children due to our military duties. The last 3 assignments were Los Angeles to Cape Canaveral, Florida then back to LA. We found a newly built 2-story back unit suitable for us and quickly moved in.
About a month and a half there, at 7 months pregnant with our only girl, I took my usual trip to the bathroom at around 1am - as I returned to bed, something grabbed my foot and I fell to the ground. Luckily, I was able to lean towards the bed and bent my left knee to prevent falling flat on my belly. I was more concerned with the baby that I didn't investigate what was there. I convinced my husband not to take me to the emergency room, so I quietly cried myself to sleep while monitoring the babies movements. Apparently, I broke my back and needed surgeries to correct the injury but only after the baby's delivery.
During the span of 4 years, we had encountered a few paranormal activities at home. I heard little feet running from the hallway to my bedroom and whatever that was shook my bed as if it jumped onto the bed. I was expecting our 5-yr old son coming home from school, but it was only 9am. I was alone recuperating from surgery. It happened to my husband but we never shared our experiences, until one night...
I came home late with my visiting mother. I entered our room but went straight to the bathroom for about 20 minutes. I heard a squealing sound coming from my room but very low. I stood near the door to hear it again. It didn't sound like my husband. As I came out, he whispered and asked to turn on the light. He was frozen in fear. He asked me to look at his chest area to see if there was anything, like an indentation. He claimed that he heard me come in the room then suddenly his body started to sink in the bed. A dark mist appeared in front of him and he couldn't scream. He tried (hence, the sound I heard). So we started talking about unusual things.
Our daughter was old enough to hold a phone and take pictures. She took 3 consecutive photos, and the one in the middle captured thick smoke over my husband's image as if there was a cigar lit next to the phone.
My sister and niece came to visit from Belgium. We set her up in one of the boys' room. Due to the time difference, she couldn't sleep. At around 3 am, she noticed a foot tall black mass came out of the closet in front of the bed and floated towards the open door. This entity passed by the night light installed in the hallway, outside the bedroom. She watched this thing moved with a purpose. She was terrified and refused to sleep there again.
We eventually moved after retiring, still in LA. My husband told me that this thing followed us.