This all started when I was 7. My friend Andrea came to my house in the summer because she had no one to take care of her so my grandma and I babysat her.
My brother usually watched TV in the living room with Andrea. I was in summer school so I had to do some homework and I was always in my room doing it.
I started doing some math problems while the light was on since it was night. Then the light went crazy, it kept on turning on and off. I was freaking scared out of my mind.
I ran to the living room where my brother and Andrea was and told them that the lights were turning on and off but they didn't believe and when I showed them, the lights were fine. When they went back to the living room, I felt a cold breeze of air go past me. That was not possible because it was like 80 degrees outside and all the windows in my house were closed.
I grabbed the math book and started to work again as thought it was nothing. Then I looked at the lamp mirror and I saw my reflection and standing behind me was a tall shadow. Its size was maybe that of my brother's but I quickly turned around to find that it had disappeared. After that nothing else happened with the lights. But I still felt that some kind of spirit is always in my room always staring at me.