I live in Boardman, Ohio, and there are three stories that I have since the Summer of 2000 that I would like to explain. Don't doubt my memory either- I remember everything perfectly, and I am 100% sure that this is accurate. I want to post it to see if anyone else had anything similar happen. I know it's a lot, but just read one of the three bullets if you don't want to read a lot.
1) One Summer Night...
This is the first incident that made me actually consider the possibility that what people call "ghosts" actually exist. I was in my basement around 9:00 PM playing a keyboard facing the wall. I saw someone out of my peripheral vision walking toward me. I could see all the features of a human: a head, arms and legs moving bilaterally, and even the walking motion was slightly exaggerated. It walked right up and stood next to me as if it was trying to get my attention nonverbally. When I looked, nothing was there... I was a little disturbed but eventually shrugged it off. Now, later that SAME night (around 1:00 AM), I was sitting on the computer in the dining room for quite some time. Everyone was asleep and I had been sitting still for about an hour and a half. I got up to use the restroom. When I returned, I passed the desk I was sitting at and headed for the kitchen. This is when I realized that the fan was moving very slowly as if someone just tapped it a second ago. It was moving the wrong way. Things became "creepy" at this point... I then heard an overabundance (more than usual) of little noises all over the house that night- like the house settling.
2) Someone in My Room:
This began in the earlier part of 2002 (let's say March). My parents and I were the only ones living in my house at the time. While in bed at night, I would hear a noise every once in a while that sounded as if someone was standing across my room digging their foot into my carpet. It was a scrapping or rubbing noise. Just rub your foot back and forth into your own carpet to see what I mean. This scrapping sound varied in duration and forcefulness. Sometimes it was very loud and fast, but sometimes it was more subtle and slow. This would happen almost every night for about two months. During these two months, a few other things happened that were even stranger. One night, I heard something slide across my floor very quickly (making the same carpet-friction sound) and ran into my bed. My bed shook. Another night, I heard someone dance or hop down the hallway hitting a "squeaky" spot in the floor several times. I'm sure it wasn't another member of the family just getting up- I would have heard my parents' door open- it's very loud. Another night, I was laying there listening to the usual feet-scraping, when something hit my dresser VERY hard. Imagine kicking your dresser as hard as you can with shoes on. I even heard the dresser's knobs dingle. Remember, this was right next to me- five feet away. I was very scared and didn't move. Then, about ten minutes later, someone knocked on my window twice. I still hear the carpet friction once in a while anywhere in the house to this day.
3) Loud Bang:
This happened in 2003. I was sitting in my basement on the computer late at night. Everyone was asleep. I then heard a very loud bang on the floor upstairs that came from the dining room. I immediately went upstairs to the location and found nothing out of the ordinary. It seemed to me as if someone had picked up the desk chair in that room and dropped it from about a two-foot height- which is LOUD. It was the only object in the room that could have made this noise.
These three incidents are the main stories I have. There are SEVERAL smaller things that happened to me. Things had fallen off the shelves many times over the years. The toilet sometimes flushed on its own. Other people who visited my house (friends, cousins, etc) reported seeing black balls floating around my basement. A girl I was watching TV with one night told me that while I was in the bathroom, someone walked down the steps who she thought was me, but nobody was there. Another person once saw a human shape walk past him in the mirror in the basement. When our dog died, each one of us (my parents and I) heard the same bark (just once) come from INSIDE the house the very next day.
If you are reading this and are thinking "wow, that happened to me," then please let me know via comments. I would like to know if someone else had any of this before.
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