I was born in Sydney and grew up in a house that was about 100 years. I had a lot of things happen to me all throughout my childhood. I can remember seeing things so often that they where just normal. I remember waking up one night with about 5 people in my room standing around my dresser, they where all dressed in old clothes like big dresses and top hats, I remember it clearly and then I screamed for mum. I thought I was in trouble when my family tried to question me about it, so I never spoke about it until I was older when I realized what they where.
We had three stair cases, one that was for the very bottom of the house where the living room was, then another at the top of that that went to one side of the house and another to the other side where my room was. One night, I walked down the stairs from my room and stopped and looked down the other staircase and saw a man with a top hat and suit just standing there and I just remember being completely oblivious to what I just saw and carried on like it was nothing.
My mum told me that once I yelled that there was a naked person in my room, creepy aye. Heaps of things would happen to my family as well. One night my sister went to the toilet when I was baby and was having trouble with the toilet paper holder, and she heard a loud "shhhhh" in her ear so she wouldn't wake me up.
I live in Brisbane now, I moved there when I was 11. The house I live in was owned by a really rich man, it's over 100 years old, the downstairs area is crampier than the upstairs because the servants used to live, upstairs has really high ceilings. My room has a small window where the servants would serve through and down the side of the house is a small set of stairs where the servants would walk up to serve through the small window.
One night my friend stayed over and I offered her to stay on my bed and I'd sleep on the floor because she has allergies. We fell asleep fine, then I woke up for no reason, I just woke up and had a sudden urge to look up at my ceiling, so I did and my attention was caught by this ball of light floating across the ceiling. I watched it and it went through the wall and that was it. After watching it, I realized that everything was completely pitched black, not one light was on and this ball of light was a complete mystery to me, I wasn't scared at all watching it like it was just nothing. I just laid there... and got this intense feeling of "get the hell out of my room", so I ended up sleeping with my sister in her room, ha ha.
I have dreams too. The one I mostly remember is one where I was standing in my hallway with my "spirit guide" and three other spirits and my spirit guide was telling me who these other spirits where and the spirits who are in my house. He was talking for them saying how they died and who they where. It was like an introduction. But I remember a spirit woman who had died falling down the stairs, being told who she was and how she died. I wasn't scared at all.
There is this one room in my house that I just cannot go into, I just get this really strong feeling of "get the *** out of my room". We call this room the parlour, apparently they viewed their deceased family members in. The feeling I get isn't from the fact that I know that, I just get the feeling of a bad spirit residing there. At night when I turn out the lights, I get chased up the stairs by something that doesn't want me there, like I literally run up the stairs. I have had that since we moved into that house, it's the same every night. My family just laughs at me and doesn't understand. I'll pray going up the stairs, it helps, but I still get the feeling.
Well thanks for listening to my little rant :D Comment if anyone has/had similar experiences.