So I actually have a few serious stories, some weren't actually experienced by me though they were always talked about within the family.
Before I begin, I still don't believe in the supernatural. Although I experienced things that may be considered supernatural, my mind is still closed to the concept. I'd rather think it's not true than just scaring myself :p
The first event that I (do not) remember, was when I was a 18 month child apparently. My mum told me that if she ever sat me in the guest room (which used to be a small play room for when I was little), I would start crying hysterically whilst staring into one of the corners of the room (on the ceiling). My mum never knew what it was, but I wouldn't stop crying until I left the room.
Moving on, I was older. I was around 9-10years old.
We moved houses (yes this is the stereotypical 'oh we moved into a new haunted house but we won't move out' type of story).
Many, many weird things happened.
The earliest that I can remember, is hearing footsteps when everyone was sleeping (except me because I was a lil thug playing my city story game on the phone til like 12am).
Anyway, it was as if 'someone' was walking up the stairs, stopping and walking back again. Repeatedly. I also remember that woke my dad up and I got caught playing on my phone that day. I got grounded :( All blame towards creepy stair climber.
Another thing that happened, was when I was home alone. I was sitting at my desk, probably playing my stardoll dress up games. Then suddenly the door swung open and hit my desk violently, just about missing my hand. After that I got scared and went to bed (even though it was like 10 in the morning).
I also woke up with scratches all over my body, even all over my back where it would have been extremely difficult for me to reach. They were everywhere. My legs, my stomach, my arms, back. Besides, I had short nails - I never kept them long enough for me to leave marks whenever scratching myself. Though I never found scratch marks on my face.
As I grew up, aged like 11 I moved rooms in the house (I finally got a room on my own after sharing with my sister for 2 years). I had a paper textured lamp hanging from the ceiling in my room, each time I'd go to sleep I would have a clear view on it.
Occasionally, it would start to swing. It wouldn't stop so I'd have to fall asleep to a swinging lamp. Scary. My parents never believed me.
Okay so the next few incidents creeped my parents out, as they began to experience similar things.
We would find long, black hair almost everywhere. We lived in the house for around 2 years, and nobody in our family has long black hair. We would find them in the sink, the bath - even between door frames. The previous owner had long black hair, though how would it be possible to find excessive amounts after 2 years?!
Yet another story in the same house, yay! Each time I'd go to my parents bedroom to help out with my sister or whatever, she would always point to a spot on the corner of the ceiling, and just keep her finger marked on that one spot every time (similarly to how I did when I was a bebe kid, although she never cried). This habit kinda ran all throughout the family. My younger cousin was said to be doing the same thing when he was a baby.. but none of us remember seeing anything.
The next story is the last experience in that house.
Basically, my dad would always turn on the radio whenever he was in the kitchen. Of course, being the electricity saving maniac he would always turn it off once he left.
I was upstairs at the time, though I could clearly hear the radio playing. It turned off, as my dad left the kitchen. I then went downstairs, the radio was off - of course it was, my dad left the kitchen.
Next, my dad went upstairs with two of my (baby) siblings to put them to sleep. I was the only one downstairs.
The radio started playing. Okay I thought... and turned it off. After a while, my dad came back downstairs and asked me why I left the lights on in every single room upstairs (which was like 5 rooms).
I was confused, as it was daytime and I didn't need to use the lights. In fact, I never turned them on in the first place. (Before anyone questions, my baby sisters would nap during the day).
We moved houses after a few months, and I haven't been experiencing anything else like that.
(Sorry for this post being so long, I'm just really into it cx)
A year or two ago, I tried to experience something called sleep paralysis. And, surprisingly I did. All I saw was a white blur 'standing' above my bed, to this day I do not know what it was.
Anyways, onto the 'family stories' that get passed down.
Apparently some time ago, my great aunt passed away. She had a vase that she received off her husband for one of their anniversaries back when he was still alive. She always placed it on her windowsill.
Anyway, after she passed away - the family began to experience some strange things. An example would be how the windows would open by themselves, the curtains would start freaking out even if the windows were closed. I can't really remember what else happened.
Anyway, they soon decided to leave the vase at my great aunts grave, filled with flowers. After that moment, all weird things stopped from happening.
Although I still to this day don't really believe in spirits and such... (and hopefully I don't need to either), I still feel like these stories are worth sharing :)
