Although my family and I have lived in a few haunted locations, theories about a familial curse type situation have been laughed off for the most part. My mother and I experience the majority of the phenomenon. In this submission I'm going to focus on my family's time at a rented house out in rural North Carolina, as these happenings aren't as severe as the haunting that took place later on at a different house.
I'm 27 now, so at the time of living there I was 7-15 years of age during the 90's. I'm only going to include events I remember clearly or my mother has told me herself during our late night discussions of our hauntings. I'll try to put them in chronological order as well.
-The earliest paranormal event was when my mother was sitting on her bed and my older brother and I came into her room to hang with her while we went through some photo albums. I was around 8 years old at the time. My mother says that while we were on the bed talking, my brother and I quickly looked up and out into to the hall at the same time. My brother asked "What was that little black man?" When my mom asked further what it was I then said "A little man in black ran through the hall and into the living room." She never mentioned it to us again, but my mom, unlike myself, is a Christian, and so later on she went from room to room with bible praying.
-While outside with my brother playing one day, I was probably ten or 11, I rounded the corner of the exterior of the house and directly in front of me was a large black pig. I know it sounds kind of goofy, but at the time I was terrified. I remember it very detailed to this day. I just stood there looking at me when a horrible stench to it and I just remember having the worst feeling in the pit of my stomach. It took all I had to run back in the house, because at that point my legs were like jelly. I told my mom and dad "There's a big pig outside, come look!" My dad came out and the pig was absolutely nowhere to be seen. My brother, who was on the opposite side of the yard said he never saw it. I know it's just an animal sighting, but I always considered that experience paranormal for some reason.
-The Lights. Both my mother and father, now divorced, have told me that at multiple times they would both be in the living room with each other, and small orbs or light would move out around on the walls and into different rooms. My dad said once he watched several lights circle my mothers head. They say they would try to see if it could be headlights, but not that many cars came down our road to begin with, much less at the same time the lights appeared.
-My mother complained of the couch constantly shaking or vibrating under her. A few times as I got older, I actually experienced the vibrating as well.
-In the living room, 2 doors would always slam one right after another. I said it was maybe the air pressure. But it would usually happen in the middle of everyone sitting down watching tv. And I mean these doors would slam so hard it shook the house.
-On two separate occasions we heard growling. It wasn't dog-like either. The only way I can describe it is like a human making a deep angry moan. While laying in bed, my parents would hear this noise under their bed, after checking to see if maybe one of the dogs got inside somehow, they found their room empty. Once my mom and I heard it while we were in the living room. We thought maybe it was my dad snoring, but came out to find that he was in the shower.
-Aside from all those occurrences, I just remember that a majority of the time in the house, if you were alone, you felt watched. My mother and I both had dreams involving shadowy intruders in the house. Years later my brother told me he had similar dreams. The house just had a very looming presence if that makes sense. I don't really know how to describe the feeling to someone unless they've lived in a house with similar happenings.
So... Those are all the tales from this particular residence. From this house we moved into another much older house that we purchased and actually MOVED the house itself onto some land we bought. Both the land and house ended up having some really interesting history. I had a LOT more personal experience with the house we bought rather than the one I just talked about. Soon I'll have that story up. I just have to get everything mentally sorted and prepare myself to discuss that stuff, because it was pretty traumatic lol.
So thanks for reading everyone.
I don't know, I've just read too many stories of suspicious behavior by the warrens to believe anything they say. One author, I believe the one that wrote about the "demon murders", complained that the warrens told them that everyone that contacted them looking for help was crazy and it didn't matter about the facts in the book, just to make it scary. So when you hear about that kind of behavior it kind of culls your trust in someone.
I grew up on horror movies. Instead of walt disney, we got george romero lol. So the amityville was definitely a staple in our household. Our copy of both the movie and the book were worn out from use. I hate to sound cliche, but they don't make em like they use to.