When I was about eight or nine, I knew something was in our house, but I did not know what. My brother always told me about our granny being in the house. He has seen her before, too. I asked our parents about it, and they said that there were no such things as ghosts. I still did not believe them.
One night, I had the feeling that someone was literally right beside me everywhere I went. I felt like someone was watching me. It was about nine o' clock and my father told me that it was time for bed. My mom was at work, and my brother was in his room (about four or five steps away from my room). My parent's room is about five or six steps from mine. I was getting into bed and I heard this creaking from our attic. It is right beside my bed on the floor. I was not sure what it was and I was getting pretty freaked out.
Then, something on my wall was jingling around as if something was blowing it. The thing is that there were no windows open and no fans on. There always was not any air conditioning or heater on. I started getting under my comforter, because I was starting to get cold.
All of a sudden, I heard my parents' door open and shut and someone was walking downstairs. My parents' door makes a loud bang when it opens and shuts. When you walk down the stairs, you can hear each creak on them and then once you get to the bottom step, there is another bang. I scurried out of my bed and ran to my parents' bedroom. I asked my dad if mom was home, even though I knew she was not because she did not get off work until midnight. Of course, he said no and so I asked if he went downstairs. He told me no because he was reading the whole time. I then asked him if he heard someone go downstairs and he was told me no. I was freaked out and I ran back to my room and hurried to sleep.
I was so scared that night and it was not my first paranormal experience, but it was a scary one!