This happened to my family when we were living in UK. My father got a transfer to Hertfordshire WGC in UK. I was about nine then, and now am 14. We reached the airport in the afternoon and then the housing agent sent by my father’s company met us from there and drove us to our house. As we had arrived in the afternoon, the house looked pretty nice and clean. Then she left us to explore the rest of the house, and as evening approached, we finished the shopping, came home, ate dinner and watched some TV before we slept.
When the time came for us to sleep,we went upstairs where we had kept all our clothes.I went into my assigned room and saw that my light was nothing but a small table lamp on a bedside table next to my bed! I then went to the bathroom, and came back, changed and got into bed. My mother came in to tuck me into bed and switch off the light. Mom kissed me good night, tucked me in, and was about to switch off the light when I looked out of the window. It was pitch-dark outside and you couldn’t see a thing! I have always been afraid of the dark and thus sleep with at least a night light on, even till date, so I pleaded with my mother not to switch it off, but I only got a scolding and the light switched off in response. Due to that, I tried to sleep, but had a strange feeling that someone was watching me from the door. So I covered my head with the duvet and slept till about one o clock when i got up again, feeling cold. I had been sweating in my sleep and felt cold as i woke up. I wanted to use the bathroom, but I still felt the presence and did not go until morning when everyone was awake. I related this to my mother, but she only laughed at it. This continued for another month until my mother put a photo of god on one of my bedside tables and I never felt that presence again.
The other strange thing that occurred was that our boiler that heated the whole house would suddenly heat up making the house very hot, and at times the house would become very cold. We contacted our neighbor who tried to figure it out, but he too was puzzled. When we had shifted to UK my nan had just passed away and my grampa was still back home.
One night my mother got up and the TV had suddenly switched itself on. She got down and switched it off. After doing that, she heard three knocks on the door and someone calling my name thrice in my nan’s voice. She thought it was all bogus until the next day she got up crying for gramps. At about t 10 o clock she got a call from my uncle saying gramps had passed away in a massive heart attack.
After a few days, when things had settled down, we all got up to hear the smoke alarm blaring and smoke coming from the bathroom in my parent’s room. My father woke up and ran into the bathroom and found the whole geyser/ heater with the sprayer on fire!It had been absolutely fine the previous day!
We then consulted the housing agent about all this and our house was soon changed.None of these problems occurred in the next house.
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