I was born in California, and we had a two story house. With the stairs, you walked up a set of stairs and there was a landing; like with most staircases. Above that landing was a chandelier. Sometimes, I would be up really late watching TV and stuff, and I'd have to go to my bedroom upstairs. That chandelier was always on really dim at night, so it looked pretty scary in general. It looked so scary that it gave me constant nightmares (No, this story isn't about my dreams).
Basically, it was the chandelier yelling at me, nothing else. Just yelling at me and making me cry like the baby I was. There was always a point where it was start swaying, and that's when I would wake up. I had these dreams like 3 times a week at the very least. Pretty much every other night. One night it was a bit more intense. I got really scared, and I woke up. I didn't wake up in my bed, I woke up on my stairs. That chandelier was swaying like crazy. I got so scared and started screaming extremely loud. My parents came out, and the swaying settled down, a lot. I was crying and of course, my parents were always convinced that it was just a dream, and would tell me to go back to bed. And so I did.
One night, it happened again. I didn't scream, I just cried. Eventually, it completely stopped doing it. I didn't move a muscle, I just laid there until morning. I didn't go back to sleep or anything.
Eventually, my mom told me that she had seen it sway the night that I was screaming, but she didn't want me to be frightened. Neither one of us know what could have caused it, besides some sort of paranormal creature.
Later on in life, when I was about 6 or 7 years old, I experienced something abnormal once again. There was a day where I had a baby sitter. She and I were just watching TV in my computer room, which was upstairs. I was hungry, so I went downstairs, and I went into my kitchen. I went to the fridge to get something to eat or drink, and I heard something. I turned around and our rocking chair was rocking furiously; it was as if someone was in it. I just stood there for like 20 seconds and just ran back up the stairs. I was frightened.
Both of those pretty much scarred my life in a way. Like I still have dreams about that chandelier. The chair wasn't as bad, but I was still scared.
Recently, it seemed to have started up again. Not the same way of course. Lately, I have been hearing strange things. At day, night, whenever. Strange thing is, I don't live in the same house.
About two or three months ago, I was sitting on my computer, surfing the web. It was about 11:00 PM and everyone else was asleep. Out of nowhere, something in the kitchen crashed. It sounded like multiple pots fell, and I could have sworn I heard one of the cupboards shut. It took me by complete surprise, and it scared me enough that I walked into my kitchen with an unloaded pistol (if someone was there, it would have probably intimidated them). I walked in, and nothing was wrong. This gave me goose bumps. Everything was normal except for one thing. All of the lights in the kitchen and family room where on. I knew that they were off before, because I always turn them off before I come to the computer room. So I turned them all off, and went back. I just went back to the computer room, and continued whatever I was doing. I felt weird about what just happened, kind of nervous I guess you could say. So I came back out about an hour, and I turned on the lights, and went to the family room. I laid down, and I closed my eyes. I had the TV on, and it was on low volume. So I closed my eyes to go to sleep. All of a sudden, I felt lighter, and I thought I heard something kind of. I just ignored it. After about a minute, I opened my eyes because I saw light through my eyelids. We have two sets of lights, one on a chandelier and two dim ones by the wall. Those two dim ones turned on. I wasn't scared really, I was just kind of shocked. Yet again, I couldn't think of it being anything else beside some type of paranormal creature.
Now even more recently, like 6 or 7 weeks ago, me and my friends got into ghost hunting. I didn't take it that seriously, even though I was somewhat convinced we had something around us. My friend had his phone, and it had a camera on it and had lights. So he turned it on and pointed into my guest bedroom. It was really clear, nothing out of the ordinary. Out of nowhere, there was a bunch of orb looking objects that just went straight up, and a few went to the sides. They were traveling fast as well. Scared us half to death, and we got out of that room.
A few hours later, my one friend put his voice recorder in the room. We kept it in there for about 30 minutes. We didn't listen to it right after we took it out, but we did the next day. It starts out with the sound of us positioning the recorded. All you hear is the recorder being turned and sliding. Then about 10 to 20 seconds in, you can hear us leaving, and the door close. About 5 to 10 seconds after we leave, you hear everything change. The air is completely different. Then there is a growling like sound. It sounds almost as if it is breathing, and you can hear it taking short, hard breaths. It goes on for about 10 seconds, and then it just leaves, and the air goes back to normal. The rest of the tape, as far as I know, is just blank noise.
This is what convinced me that I had something going on in my house.
For the most part, that is it. Some other stuff has happened, but it's not that major and could be something else causing it. I still get goose bumps. talking about it.