I was about 6 when I saw this face in the glass door on Christmas morning. My old house was always spooky and I would also hear and see the odd thing but I never thought I would see this face in the door.
At first I thought it was the reflection of lights hitting the door at the time until it started to move and form different faces in the door. It changed into different faces but the one it stuck to made me scared to move. It was an old man's face, with a big bushy mustache and piercing eyes that just stared at me for a couple of minutes. It looked like it was staring into my soul and I was too scared to move at this point.
After a couple of minutes the face turned away from staring at me and bolted up the stairs as soon as the front door opened. I felt like I was let free of its grasp and ran to tell me mum and dad what I saw. After searching the house, my parents found nothing that could have made me see that face. It just appeared out of nowhere and then vanished.
After this happened, my sister started drawing random faces and she just happened to draw the face I saw though the glass door and my parents where amazed.
Many things happened after this around the house and I felt like I was being watched all the time. That was until we moved and I felt happier and free to move around on my own.
I had many experiences in that house and around the outside of that house and I am now seeing and hearing things in the house I am living in now. The experiences are not as creepy as where I was living before but they are getting more scarier day by day and I know something is trying to get through to me.
I'm starting to see faces in doorways again and through the windows, I'm just praying I don't see the face I saw when I was younger.