comments: I am 20 years old and have lived in my house all of my life. It all started when my older sister was little..she had this imaginary friend...things would move on their own and it told her that my mom was pregnant with me before my mom even knew. My sister came up to my mom and said "He wants the new baby." The very next day my mom found out she was going to have me! When I was little...I would see a really bright little light that would buzz around my room. No one else could see it and then slowly one by one, they all did...That's when it started. Big booms would be heard making the whole house rattle...every morning while my dad was shaving he would see a woman in the mirror beckoning to him..as soon as he would look away she would gone. One night we could all heard distinct "thumping" up the steps...the next morning there was a little dark handprint on the wall of the stairs..we painted over it and it is to this day still there. It pulled my hair in the sh! ower when I was 11 and I fell really bad almost hitting my head on the spicket. These things happened off and on for years. Then it was my sophmore year in high school..things got REALLY bad. We tried selling our house 3 times but no one ever bought it. I would see this little girl all the time. She had long blond hair and blue eyes and was dressed in old fashion clothing. Pretty soon I was dreaming about her. In my dreams I would always be choking and she would look at me and say "You are going to die..don't worry it won't hurt" and she would start laughing..I would wake up with my sheets wrapped around my neck. Ever since I can remember I always wake up at 4am and feel like something is hovering over me. Well one night that happened and instead of waking up to find nothing..I woke up to find SOMETHING! It was in the middle of May and it was freezing in my room...I could see my breath and my mirror was frosted. I looked out into my hallway and saw a girl walking do! wn it. I thought it was my sister so i called to her...every time I did that she would fall down like it hurt her. I had no idea what was going on..I was too afraid to move. Finally the girl made her way up to my doorway..she peered in IT WAS NOT MY SISTER! I screamed and jumped up to turn on my light..she flew down the hall so fast all I could see was her auburn hair..the exact shade of mine. After that insident my parents and sister would wake up in the middle of the night to see me standing and staring at them...the thing was...it wasn't me, I would be sound asleep in my bed. Then came the day when i listened to my mix tape of all of my favorite songs..my dad and sister were at work and my mom was in the shower. I turned it on and it wasnt my songs...instead there was a little boy playing the piano..confused I listened to him practice his piano..I heard a man's low voice in the background and a little girl's voice..the same voice of the little girl in my dreams..the ! thing that frightened me so much was that one of the freaky things the little boy said was "I can transform into anything" and there was a horrible growling noise..unhuman..unanimal like..pure satanic. I freaked out so bad and when my mom and I went downstairs there were little black fingerprints on the keys of our piano. From there the downstairs bathroom smelled like burning wood and other terrifying things occured. Our neighbor next door, an elderly couple admitted to strange things happening too. I did some research at our local library and found that where our two houses are..there used to be an old barn house where a family of four lived, a mother, a father, the little girl I see, and the little boy from the tape...the little boy started the house on fire killing them all. There are a lot of other things that happened too many to tell. All I have to say is that I am 20 years old- I don't believe in the boogy man..this is real..and very frightening. I still live he! re with my parents. I am getting married next year and hope for a "normal" home. Weird things still happen all the time, but we have all learned to deal with it.