One night in the summer of 2006, when I lived with my grandparents, I was up late on the computer. It was around 2 am and I was busy searching the net and getting sleepy.
I started to feel like somebody had entered the room and I heard a voice whisper loudly, "c'mere" (come here).
Thinking it was my sister who had woken up and come out of her room to show me something, I turned to tell her I'd be there in a sec. But when I turned, nobody was there. Her door never opened or closed and my grandparents' room was across the living room so it couldn't have been them. I felt somebody enter and I heard somebody speak, yet it couldn't have been my sister or grandparents and we were the only ones there. Needless to say, I turned off the computer and hurried to bed.
A few years before that, I was up late watching tv and considering going to bed. I looked towards my room (which was on the other side of the kitchen and thought more about whether or not I wanted to retire for the night.
All of a sudden I heard this noise in the kitchen coming from near the freezer. It was a loud RAP RAP RAP like somebody was slapping the side of it. I had a clear view as the kitchen opens up into the living room and there was absolutely nobody there so again, I hauled it on into the bedroom.
Over the years, I became more desensitized to these experiences and I am no longer afraid of them when they happen. I've experienced things since I was a young child. However nobody believed me and none of my family ever experienced these things. Everywhere I have lived has had some sort of activity going on but again, only I sense it. I don't know why but I'm the only one. Even houses I don't live in seem to have energy in them, some are sad, some frightening, some just feel alive.
I am also very sensitive to presences like when a person walks in a room or a tv is on when you walk in, but many times there is nobody there and the energy comes and goes but I always feel that there is somebody there.