G'day I am an eighteen year old male and I live on the gold coast, Australia. This is something that happened only recently in my current house. My parents and sister were out on the sofa playing Uno while I was watching TV in my room when I herd a massive thud on my bedroom window, now at the time my curtains were shut and it took a little courage to get up and move them to see what was outside. Being a little freaked out I ended up sleeping on the couch where it was a little less spooky at the time. I told my parents but they swore they didn't hear a thing.
Two nights later, from memory it was a Friday around 530, my parents where out at a BBQ and my sister was at her friends place across the road for a sleepover while I was up listening to music and working on assignments when suddenly I turned my head to the side door which was only about three meters away from where I was sitting to see a tall dark faded like man mellow across the porch but before I could get a better look it was already gone. Three hours later that same night around 930ish I was having a read of a Simpsons comic in bed when in an instant my sock draw flew open onto the floor and made a mess of itself then two really fast knocks on my closest which really freaked me out at the time because I thought someone might of been in their ready to attack me so I ran out of my room into the kitchen, grabbed a knife from the drawer and slowly crept back into my bedroom and opened my closet door to find three of my shirts dangling like someone had just knocked them. That night I slept on the couch again getting no sleep. Nothing further happened that night though I was just really stressed and scared.
That morning I awoke to find a broken guitar string on my guitar, my pants draw half way opened and for some strange reason both my door knobs had been twisted of and were laid out nicely on the floor next to each other. I told mum and dad about my situation and they thought I was turning weird.
The next couple weeks before I would fall asleep I would hear my name being whispered like it was rotating around my head and it would get faster and faster then slowly fade away after a few minutes of confusion then I'd hear my guitar being strung and more knocks on the window except this time they would be more violent, but for some reason the bangs on the closet stopped.
I had a mate stay over a few months after the knocks stopped, we set up a blow up mattress on the floor for him and were just planning before we went to sleep about what we were doing to do the following day when all of a sudden the guitar starting stringing itself and my stuffed animals on top of my wardrobe all collapsed of and onto the floor, then knocks on the door and half the carpet blew up, which was extremely frightening considering their was no fan on or breeze in the house. Me and my mate ended up getting picked up by his mum late that night as we were both extremely scared. I told mum the next day and it seemed like she was slowly starting to believe me, she slept in my room that night and I slept on the couch, she awoke to say she found nothing out of the ordinary, so I got up that night around 730 to find an aggressive pull on my right toe, I jumped out of bed scared out of my brains then my guitar was being plucked again and this time my underwear draw flew open, landing perfectly not making a mess.
These things are still happening to me on and off and only seem to be getting worse.
I want to no why these spirits I'm dealing with are being so aggressive and why won't they go away,