I know the following is going to sound strange and many who do not believe will scoff & say that it is either all in my head or I am fibbing. But I can't stand it anymore and HAVE to figure something out and came across your website. So here are some of my examples:
Living in Lawrence, MA - When I was about 5 years old, my brother & I shared a bedroom with a night stand separating each twin bed. I have always needed a glass of water when I went to bed even at that early age. So I got up 1 night, went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. When I entered my bedroom again I looked down at the carpet on my side of the bed and noticed that "something" was coming up slowly from the carpet. I still can visualize it perfectly. It "appeared" (can't confirm) that it was the devil's head (only the head) that was coming up from under the floor, through the carpet then floated in the air slowly towards me. Now how I knew that it was the devil I can't explain but it didn't seem good. Needless to say I freaked out & ran to my parents room where it took them hours to calm me down. As I screamed & cried I kept telling them (from what they tell me) that I kept saying that it was coming for me. My parents were so concerned that they actually had a priest come the next day to bless me & the house.
Living in Miami, FL - By this time my parents had separated. My brother & I stayed with my dad. My dad owned this home on the corner of a street where directly across the street was another home and in back of that home was a canal. The family that lived in the home by the canal had 2 boys. The youngest boy, around 6 years of age, drowned in the canal in back of their house. Devastated, the family sold the home and moved away not 1 month later. My father got a great deal on the house so he decided to move in to that home (I'm sure he had his reasons). The first day of the move, I remember my brother, dad and I went to the new house to start fixing up our designated areas. I remember putting up those teeny bobber posters up all over the walls and attaching them to the wall with tape on all 4 corners of each poster. The next day when we brought over more stuff to unpack, I went into my room and noticed that every single picture in my room was turned around with the blank white side showing (not the actor) and all 4 side with the tape looked undisturbed. I remember feeling weird about that. Next thing I know we didn't move in to the house. My dad apparently decided against it but we next talked about it again.
Living in Naples, FL (various occurrences) - In one rental, I remember I was taking a shower with both my girls in living room watching TV. While I was showering I remember looking at the shower curtain and seeing a tall figure kind of moving around. I remember distinctly that I was washing my hair. I remember yelling out "what are you looking for?" thinking I was talking to one of my girls. No answer. The figure moved again so I yelled out again "what are you doing?" again no answer. Finally aggravated thinking why can't I take a peaceful shower without the girls needing something, I opened the curtain real fast and there was no one there. Ok that freaked me out. Same house my youngest swears she saw a man run past her room in the hallway.
Another place where I was living was a 2 floor townhome. There were distinct times when I felt "something" around. I can't say "what" or "how" I just felt like I was more on edge than normal. But I didn't really experience anything except for that my bathroom light in my master bedroom would flicker on & off quite a bit but I chocked that up to that perhaps I didn't move the switch all the way either of or on. Then one day my daughter & her best friend were on my bed playing on the lap top. You know taking silly pictures of themselves & making videos of themselves. I was downstairs in the kitchen when I heard both the girls come running downstairs saying "you have to come see this". Of course I followed my girls back up stairs to my room and they proceeded to play this video they just shot on the laptop. My daughter was really uneasy and said that they were on my bed when the lights kept flickering then the shower door would creak. So they decided to put the laptop down on the bathroom floor & set it to motion detector to see if they could catch anything then ran back up in my bed and waited. The video was only seconds long but you see the bathroom floor nothing, nothing, nothing then you see a quick flicker of the light and start hearing the shower door open by itself slowly. I wish I still had this video but I remember that I sent it to different friends via email just to see what they thought.
Another house about 9 months ago, I was on the computer so I had my laptop sitting on a TV tray by my bed. I fell asleep and remember waking up at night to an unbelievably loud noise. Startled I sat up in bed looked around and noticed that the TV tray and laptop had somehow falling way across the room to the opposite end of the room. The way that they landed looked as if someone had picked it up & threw it. My first thought was "dang I hope my laptop is ok" then it dawned on me "how the heck did that just happen?"
I have a few pictures where there is an orb next to me. Could be a dirty camera. That's what I tell myself.
The past three nights, I have woken up to someone talking to me. The first night freaked me out. The second night I remember thinking "whatever I must be dreaming it" Last night I distinctly remember sitting up in bed and saying "WHAT?" looked around my room and went back to sleep. I most certainly could have been dreaming that. I don't remember what they were saying from what I remember it was more like mumbling.
Am I losing my bloody mind? I have more instances but it's too much to write. The thing is that it's just not at one place. I seem to experience something in every home so it's not the house it's ME. I really wish I had somewhere to turn or talk to that actually believed me. I'm not saying that any of this is ghost related I wish someone could tell me. I'm merely stating that I "feel" like there is something with me. Sometimes good sometimes it makes me uneasy. One time I had this person tell me that I was a "sensitive" not really sure what that means.
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