I did not believe in santa or the tooth fairy when I was younger either. I also never believed in ghosts or spirits.
People would tell me about things they have experienced and I would laugh at them, my Grandmother used to tell me that when you lay in bed sometimes in her house you will hear people walk up the stairs and laughing. She lives in a detached house.
Another example would be when my mother told me that one time when she walked into my bedroom when I was a baby my rocking horse was rocking frantically whilst I was in my cot sleeping. I didn't believe any of it.
Then when my step-dad died, it all changed. I feel like I can 'feel' when somethings in the room, we have moved house 5 times since he died and in every house paranormal things have occurred. Things used to move around the room, items would go missing then magically appear in a different place(not the normal every day things where your mum moves your shoes ect), things used to literally fly across the room- we used to have a bathroom mirror that was weighed at the base and it went flying across the bathroom in the middle of the night...
The one thing I will never ever forget is the time my cousin stayed over for the night. It was just me and her in the house. We we're in the kitchen getting food, whilst we were walking by the bottom of the staircase I caught a black figure standing at the top of the stairs. It was like a silhouette, pure black and masculine, it was not a shadow. If it was a shadow of me or my cousin it would be grey-ish and would stretch up the stair case not be an actual figure at the top of the stairs.
I continued on into the living room and sat down, my cousin sat down beside me and whe turned round and looked at each other and at the same time said 'did you just see that?'. Now okay, if she didn't see I would have just thought it was my imagination but the fact that we BOTH had seen it really startled me.
Another freaky moment was when I walked into my brothers room and his tv turned on,when I stepped out it turned off. I ran down the stairs and told my mum, she tried it and nothing happened. So then I walked back into the room myself and it turned back on, I thought maybe the button was stuck on the remote or something so I walked out and went to walk back in but this time I lent in and hovered my foot above the floor and guess what? It turned back on!
This all happened in the one house, the one that we had lived in as a family when he was alive. Things got too out of hand so we moved out, it continued in the other houses. Have noticed that in the past 4 years it has been on-off, when my mum is in a relationship(she has had two- one now and one 2 years ago) it goes away? Nothing paranormal has happened it the past 6 or so months and tbh I miss it lol!
I don't mind it anymore because I know who it is and he means no harm, when we talk about it we refer to the 'ghost' as 'him'.
If I didn't feel I knew who it was and it meant no harm I would be long gone LOL.
In the words of my father ''You should be more afraid of the living than the Dead" I guess its true:)
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