The title of my story refers to one of the most recent "encounters" that I've experienced, so I'll save that for the end.
Alright let's start with the oldest experience I can remember, I was about 6 and my cousin had received a Ouija board for her birthday. Most of my family agreed to take part in a "séance", as I eagerly made my way to one of the spots in the circle my mom made sure to stop me and say "You're too young to do this; you're going to get scared, let's stand in the corner over there". Anyway, they started playing and after a few fake answers made possible by my uncle, the lights switched on and then off again. All I remember after that is all of us running out of the room and the Ouija board being thrown away in the dumpster down the street.
When I was 10 my grandma moved to a new house. Most of the family went to help them out (my uncle and his wife also live with her). At one point while we were having lunch together at the table, one of the diamond shaped mirrors on the opposite side of the house just dropped Instead of shattering, the mirror got 2 diagonal cracks running down the center making an "X" shape. Honestly, that house was extremely creepy... On one of the nights I slept over (age 13) I heard footsteps rushing down the stairs. When I looked over, no one was there. My uncle was still working, as was his wife, her daughter (my age) was in the kitchen doing the dishes, and my grandma was already asleep upstairs in her room. That same house also had a strange dark red mark on the staircase wall, it disappeared 2 weeks later. No they didn't paint.
Now for things that happened in my house-
*3 years ago I was walking to the bathroom and on the way I have to walk in front of my mom's room. As I pass by I notice that she jolts up to look at me. When I ask her what happened she told me that she could've sworn some guy was walking right in back of me. This was enough to make me forget about going to the bathroom ha-ha.
*As I was saying goodbye to my neighbor one day, we both saw a white cat running up the stairs (2nd floor apartment). Now this wasn't that strange seeing as our neighborhood has tons of stray cats... A few problems though...1-all the strays here are grey 2-it ran straight at the door where it completely vanished.
*On another night, I was with the same neighbor, saying bye again. I noticed a guy on a motorcycle pulled up on the street, since it was dark and nobody here had a motorcycle I told her to go back inside for a few minutes. The guy looked up at us and we started to go back inside my house. I looked back and he was right behind us. Mind you, there are 24 steps to get there, plus the little walk way. I sprinted my last few steps to get inside shutting the screen door behind me and pulling out my phone to call the cops if needed. The guy had vanished, no door had opened, no motorcycle sounds were made... He vanished motorcycle and all.
*A few months ago, I pulled an all nighter to finish a project due the next day. At 1 AM the lights went out. It wasn't raining, my mom was asleep, and what's creepiest of them all is that the AC and fish tank filter didn't turn off even though everything was connected to the same switch on the circuit board. I decided to not give any ghosts the pleasure of seeing me freak out so I very casually picked up my phone for light to gather my things and go to the room. As soon as I unlocked it, it powered off. I got my things and did that little awkward "holy sh** there's a f**king ghost after me" run to the room where the light finally worked. When I sat on the bed, the lights went back on in the living room.
*My floors creak all over the house. Sometimes at night, I hear creaking when no one is up. I sometimes see shadows as well but I thought those might be hallucinations from lack of sleep.
*finally, the man in the mirror: A bit before the light incident, I was having lunch after I got back from school. I glanced up and noticed what looked like a face in a small mirror we have. It looked like someone had drawn a detailed picture of a scruffy man on the mirror. It had no colors; it was basically what it looks like when you smudge your finger on clean glass. The man now comes and go's.
I'm terrified of being alone in this house or well, being in this house at all once it gets dark. If I remember any more, I'll be sure to post them up. Thanks for reading. I'm sure true paranormal enthusiasts enjoyed it.
So what do you think all this means?
Do ghosts follow me?
Is it the same ghost?
What the bloody hell do they want?
Well, I'm off. 'Night