It started when I was of the age four. I lived in Colorado at the time. I would always have this feeling that when I would go down into the basement something would be following or watching me. I always felt uneasy even though there were three bedrooms and a storage room down there. I remember several mornings I would wake up and go outside to play. I would look at my older brother's window and see a man looking at me. He had dark eyes, dark circles under his eyes, long stringy hair, long square face like a native, and dark skin like he was dirty. I can still see this man's face engraved into my head.
I remember I had been locked in the basement and as I was sitting on the top stair next to the door. I looked up and saw this dark cloud like shape coming towards me. With these dark eyes just focused on me as it almost reached me my dad heard my screams and unlocked the door and let me out. I was about nine years old when my parents decided to move us to California so my dad wouldn't have to travel. We had moved to Fresno, California. I was excited and pleased to be moving some where new away from this man I would see almost every day. Or so I thought.
For several years nothing really happened except I would see animals that weren't there or see a flash of white in the corner of my eye like a person walking by. Nothing really major happened until I reached the age of 18. I decided I wanted to move away from home and live my life to the fullest. I lived in a three bedroom apartment and had a dog. Things seemed fine at first, then I started coming home from work and the garage light would be on, or the play station would be on. I knew for a fact that I had not even turned them on before I left for work. My dog would never go in the room across from my bedroom. She would just stare and only went in if I did. Then one night I was asleep, with a night light, I saw a little girl standing next to my bed at arm's length. She was just staring at me with no facial expression. I closed my eyes twice and counted to ten both times before she finally was gone.
Then I met my husband, we lived in these apartments and we were playing cards when all of the sudden we heard my golf shoes fall from the closet. We both ran to go and see what that noise was. My golf shoes that were still in the box had been thrown from the closet to the side of the bed. We would have pictures fall off the wall in the middle of the night. In this apartment we tried to say a blessing together to get rid of it. Whatever was in that apartment would not let me say a thing. I tried but nothing would come out. I told my husband while I was at work the next day if he could bless the house while I was away. I came home things felt a little peaceful. Then it got worse. Our youngest son would tell us he would hear a baby crying when none of our neighbours had babies or children. Things still fell from the closet.
We finally moved into a house. I went to go close the laundry room door and at first I thought my husband was holding the door so that I couldn't close it as if he was joking. As I was about to tell him to let the door go, I was finally able to close the door. I walked to the front room and my husband was on the couch watching a baseball game. I told him what had happened and he went to go and check. He told me he challenged it and told it to mess with him not his wife and kids. I have seen at ten different times orbs flying across the room from the window and come straight to my head. Seeing spirits and hearing them I will never ask what they want. Seeing and hearing is enough for me.
To this day I will not step foot in a basement, cellar. I cannot sleep in the dark unless my husband is next to me and I will still get uneasy feelings when I am home by myself. Like I said things have been happening to me since I was four until this very day. From seeing, hearing and seeing a black form at the end of my bed or by my husband's side.