After moving house a couple of times, since we moved back from cyprus, I have always got the feeling I'm either being watched or have actually had someone or something keeping me company. It first started when I was about 9 years old and I lived with my mum, brother and sister. We lived in a house on the end of a road situated in a quiet village which is full of old houses and a church and the house that we lived in was home to a few people that have died in the past. My mum was sitting downstairs, either watching tv or just sitting there quietly, when she noticed what sounded like a man from the 1900's walking down the stairs and through a wall. Now I don't know if he came from my room or hers but after that happened, I started to have very weird dreams, one of them being my cousin being handed to my auntie by the same man that my mum saw.
Ever since then, we have moved twice, the house we are living in now has brought them feelings back to me where something has been with me. A few months back, we went to a party and I stayed at a friend's house but when I got back to my house, I noticed what looked like mist hovering above the french doors we have in our living room. Now I got 6 different people to come and see if they could see what I could, but not one of them could. This then brought a really bad feeling to my body as I stood on a chair to look closer, this mist looked like it had tiny beads of water whooshing around and coming up to me, then moving back again, and ever since I have encountered the same mist every now and then, just appearing out of nowhere. I really can not explain it so I'm sorry if it sounds a bit strange, this has now stopped and whatever is doing this has decided to get stronger and stronger, because not only am I seeing these things, but it has gotten to the point where things are being moved.
For example, I was sitting in the front room, about 4 days ago, and I was cooking a pizza. I sat watching a program when all of a sudden the smoke alarm went off, so I went into the kitchen, there was no smoke at all and the oven door was wide open. I knew I had shut it before I went into the other room, I thought nothing of it, so I went to look in the oven and the door slammed shut like someone had done it in anger because it shook the whole oven. This brought a chilling feeling to me like someone was stood right next to me. It made me feel like something is here to stay, because ever since then, I have had a whole cd collection thrown across my bedroom floor, even thought I have a baseball in a case holding them in place, so there is no way those cd's could have just fallen off by themselves.
Whatever is here with me gives me the strongest feeling its the man from the 1900's. If anyone can help me or explain this in a different way please get in touch.