My now ex-boyfriend lived in an old house and I still remember the first time I went to stay. I got a really strong feeling that I wasn’t welcome, but I just passed it off as the fact that his mother didn’t like me. But every time I went there, I felt an uncomfortable feeling of dislike. I slept in the spare room and felt as though I was being watched.
Eventually I told my ex how I felt about the house and he revealed something that didn’t really surprise me – the house was apparently haunted by the old lady who used to live there. That explained the feelings of being watched, and she clearly didn’t like me very much.
One day I was staying over and we had the house to ourselves. We were in the lounge room watching a DVD, cuddled up on the couch and everything was fine. After a while my ex had to use the bathroom so he excused himself, and I kept watching the movie.
There was a stack of DVDs and PC games piled neatly up against one of the walls. Suddenly, the stack of DVDs went flying across the floor as though someone had kicked them. Naturally I screamed, and my ex came running in to see what had happened.
The windows were closed, so no breezes. The dogs were outside, my ex had been in the bathroom, no one else had been in the room with me. They were piled neatly so couldn’t have tipped, and were right against the wall so no one could’ve kicked them over.
My ex just told me that it must’ve been the old lady who haunted the house. I don’t know why, but she just didn’t like me. I refused to be alone in any room of the house after that!
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