Just a little bit of background information before I start my story. My boyfriend and I moved into this little basement suite in December of 2009. It was a cute place and I had never gotten a bad feeling about it (usually I get the feeling if something is there or doesn't want me there). So all was good, we got all of our stuff unpacked and settled in nicely.
About a week and a half after we moved in I set up our Christmas tree. I have a cat and he of course loved to climb up the tree (which I did not allow I spent too much money for him to chew it up). Also we always had a little space heater running because no matter what we did it was always so cold down there. We spoke with the landlord who actually lived upstairs and he had put brand new insulation in the walls, we cleaned the ducts and furnace and it was still always cold.
One night I had woken up to my cat climbing in the tree, and it was very hot in our bedroom. I got out of bed to go get the cat out of the tree and as I walked by the heater I turned the dial and shut it off. Now I do know for a fact that I had because there is this big orange light that turns on with the heater and in the dark it's even brighter. So I scared the cat out and he ran into the bedroom and lay down beside my boyfriend. I got back into bed and just as I was about to fall back asleep I heard the tree moving again. A little bit angry and ready to give my cat heck I stomped into the living room turned on the light and the Christmas tree right in front of me was shaking so much that some of the ornaments were flying off of it. When I tried to find my cat he was still in the room with my boyfriend, nowhere near the tree.
Tired and not wanting to deal with it I just said out loud "very funny, I'm going to sleep" and I turned and went back to the bedroom. As I walked by the heater I noticed that it had turned itself back on and was set for one hour. I turned it back off, went to my boyfriend and woke him up to see if he had turned it on, he said no he's been sleeping the whole time and rolled over and fell asleep.
Dismissing whatever had just happened I rolled over to do the same. Just as I was about to doze off something very high pitch and crackly screamed right in my ear, I could feel it 2 inches away from me. I sat up instantly and nothing was there. Everything was quite and my boyfriend was still sound asleep.
I'm not sure if this was anything paranormal, I'm just trying to get some opinions from people who believe in this kind of stuff. There were a few other odd things that I had heard and seen in that basement. If anyone has any insight for this little amount then please let me know. I will share the other stories as soon as I can.