Basically, I’ve lived in my house for about six years. It isn’t that old. It’s only about 11 years old, and there have been previous owners and I don’t think they’ve had any experiences such as I’ve had.
I used to sleep downstairs on my couch, rather than upstairs in my room. I liked it better because there’s a TV downstairs and there isn’t one in my room. But anyhow, that’s where everything weird happens. Some nights, it just feels like something is there, and I’m unwanted. Other nights, nothing happens at all. But one night I clearly remember, I was awake, and couldn’t sleep. I was startled when I felt a breath on the exposed part of my neck. And then… after I ignored it, it felt like something was grabbing my ankle and leg. Also, in that same night, my faucet turned on by itself (No one else could have turned it on. I was the only one awake. And it wasn’t left on). I was on the phone with my boyfriend that night, too and I got scared and it was around 2:30 in the morning and I saw a black, very very small figure move past the couch.
My dog also died just over a year ago, she lived a painful life, she broke both of her legs and had bad stomach bloat and it killed her. One day I noticed one of her dog toys moved, and I picked it up to put it back where it was, and it was wet and smelled like dog slobber. I dropped it and ran out of the room because I was so scared.
To this day I still always hear footsteps down my halls, I hear noises from the basement, and I won’t even go down there because it’s so eerie. My friends and family refuse to go down there also. The aura and presence is really that bad. I used to practice dance down there when I was on a team and I always saw strange things and heard things. When I stand by my fridge, which is by the basement stairs, I hear things from the basement and immediately walk away because I feel so strange being there.
I used to play with the Ouija board when I was little with my friends, and we never got actual responses, but it was still interesting… or so we thought. I can’t help but feel like it’s targeting me though because I’m the only one that hears and sees it. I hear whispers (one night it whispered my name), I hear footsteps, doors slam, I see things all the time.
I don’t know if it’s some sort of demon, or a spirit of a person, or maybe even my dog. I just don’t know. Maybe I’m going crazy.
Sent in by Amanda, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com