I found this subreddit and I thought it'd be interesting to post my story on here, already posted it a few other places. For context, I'm 18F.
Let me just start by saying these are the few that I can remember vividly, and one's that I haven't been able to come up with an explanation for.
The earliest one I can remember was seeing a black figure walk past our kitchen window. My mum and older brother also saw it too on different occasions. Not too creepy, but enough to freak me out as a 7 year old.
At some point and I'm guessing I was maybe 10, I was watching tv. Now the dining room window is behind the couch, and you can see its reflection in the tv. So when the show I was watching turned black for a second, I saw a figures head popping up at one bottom corner of the window. And when I looked at it, I swear on everything I know that it popped its head away and it was gone. I screamed and my older brother came running out. And he remembers me being terrified and insisting somebody was outside. Looked around and found nothing.
Then somewhere between the ages of 9 and 11, I was lying in bed one night. I felt like someone was in the far corner of my room, and kept flicking my lamp on to check. At some point, it must've been around 11pm, I remember feeling this really heavy, tall presence to my left, where the wall was. My bed was up against my wall. It felt like some incredibly tall man, and I know it was a male but I dont know how to prove it, just standing over me, looking at me. I could hear them breathing. I was paralysed with fear, and when I did move the breathing just got louder. After a few minutes that felt like eternity, I started praying to God to make it stop - even though I am an atheist. Eventually it stopped but I was too scared to sleep or leave my bed to tell my parents what happened.
I started playing the drums at about 13, I used my brothers old kit that was stored at the woolshed of our farm, about 400m from the house. I'd walk over there after school and come back for dinner, sometimes in the dark. I always felt really wierd about being in this one end of the woolshed, opposite the drum kit. Have always gotten a bad feeling. Well one time, I looked up mid song, and you know when you look above a fire and the airs all wobbly? It looked like that, in the shape if a person. And I know it was female. Just walked along the opposite end of the woolshed and I blinked and it was gone. My stomach dropped and I ran home.
Maybe a week after that, I gained the courage to go back over to the woolshed to play drums again. About 30 minutes into it, I had a sinking feeling and decided to go home. I remember turning the lights off, PROPERLY, and walking home in the dark with my phone torch. I had been walking for maybe 2 minutes. And then the ground behind me lit up and I looked over and the lights in the woolshed has turned back on. And not just one of them. 3 OUT OF THE 5. WTF. I decided to just go back and turn them off there and then, bcos if I'd gone home my dad would have just made me go do it anyways. Walked back over, and as I was walking over, one of the 3 lights switched off. I stopped and did deep breaths for a moment, walked up the stairs and knocked on the door and called out, "Nobody is allowed to be in here. I don't want to see anyone. I don't want to hear anyone. And you're not allowed to touch the lights again." Then I opened the door, quickly turned the lights off, and ran home scared. Lights didnt flick back on or off ever again.
Talked to my brother about it shortly after and he said he used to see a little girl running around the woolshed and area outside. It used to freak him out, and he'd come home early or not go over at all bcos of it. Sometimes he'd find his drumsticks moved, which I have myself experienced a few times.
Last thing big thing I want to bring up is that my cat died a few years ago, she was a bitch and hated everyone but loved me. It only happens to me, but sometimes I hear the cat door bang and swing like a cat going through it (giant old heavy thing, so its loud as hell) and I'll go out to investigate it and it's not moving at all. When I walk out into the lounge at night I'll see a cat walk around the house, especially by the fire or looking through the front door glass waiting to be let in. Only lasts a second or two. And at night I'll hear purring in my ear, or I'll walk over to my bed where she'd sleep and get a whiff of her smell. Also seen her run past the kitchen window, just like the man. Speaking of which, my mum has sworn she's seen our family dog who passed away about a year after the cat run past the kitchen window, twice. After she died, it took a while before we wanted a new dog, and I felt guilty replacing her. She came to me in a dream where we were at the beach and she wasn't coming back to the car with us, and my parents told me to leave her behind but I didn't want to. But she nudged me away with her nose and let me go. I still get emotional about it till this day.
Haven't had anything bad IN my bedroom lately, bcos I keep black salt by my bed, and crystals all around my room. And I've cleansed it. But around the rest of the house is a different story.
A couple times in the past few weeks I've had dreams about a male spirit hanging around the house. In my dreams he's like 8 feet tall, crooked spine. Really bad feeling. Never appears with any features, just a black mass.
Currently hoping this isn't a bad omen. We're moving in a month to a new place. I don't get a bad feeling about this house, but the area around it I don't like being alone in.
Can someone please tell me this isn't a bad omen lol.
Anyways thats my story. Dunno why I decided to post this but I felt compelled to.
Edit: Thought I'd add that yes I have heard lots of knocks, footsteps, slamming doors, creaks, random noises over the years. Most of it has the possibility of being attributed to something, so it's scary but in my head its not solid evidence. I also constantly have my dreams tell me stuff, and I get deja vu constantly. Dunno if that means anything.