The previous house was located on a quiet neighborhood, built just 10 years before my family and I moved in. It was spacious; I had my own room for once. I have younger siblings and everyone with siblings knows; they tend to take your things without asking. I would lock my bedroom door whenever I head to work or school, and even when I'm in bed, just so they won't get their sticky hands on my things.
A couple of months after the move, in one evening, I head to bed earlier than everyone in my family. I also locked my bedroom door. I was asleep for a while but was woken up by my siblings' voices and laughter - it seemed like they were partying in my room. I could also felt my mattress springs going up and down - as if someone was jumping on my bed. I was so tired; I didn't even bother to open my eyes so I yelled, "Get out, now!" This continued for a minute or so. I opened my eyes just a little bit and I saw my little sister's face right in front of mine, looking at me while I slept - the lights were also on. Again, I shouted, "Get out or I'm going to tell mom and dad!" I heard my little sister giggling but the bed jumping and the talking persisted.
I got so upset, but was still so tired - eyes still closed, I gave her another warning and turned to sleep on my tummy with my pillow over my head. All of a sudden, I felt my entire body go numb and the hair on the back of my neck stood up - I felt a pair of icy hands on the back of my neck. Then my little sister's voice said, "Wake up."
I got out of bed immediately with rage like a madwoman, I shouted, "This is the last straw!" To my surprise, the room was empty, the lights were off, and I was alone in the bedroom. I knew it wasn't a dream, I was tired but I knew exactly what was going on the entire time.
Could I be under the Old Hag's spell?