When I was seven years old, my parents had a new home built. I
was an only child.
Lots of weird things happened in this house. I think the first thing I noticed was a strange sound coming from inside my desk. I had a white dresser and matching white desk. I'd sit at that desk and do my homework. I would almost always hear a scratching sound coming from the inside of the desk. I heard it so often that it didn't even scare me... I can't remember NOT hearing it.
From the time we moved in, I had horrific nightmares...nightmares of the deaths of my parents, dismemberment, my beloved dog going rabid...absolutely horrific nightmares that I'd never had before, and have never had since.
A few years after we moved in, I awoke one night to the sound of a man screaming. It seemed to be coming from down the hall. I thought it was my dad, so I ran to my parent's room to see what was wrong. They were both sleeping soundly. I woke my mother anyway and told her that I'd heard Dad screaming. She assured me it was a nightmare and told me to go back to bed.
I heard this sound at least a few times a month for years. It was loud enough to wake me, but my parents never heard it. Even our dog didn't seem to hear it; it was like it was meant for my ears only. One night I pinched my own hand until I bled to prove to my mother it wasn't a nightmare. I'm 38 years old now, and to this day, I KNOW I was awake.
About a year ago, my mother mentioned the "blood" that showed up on my wall while we lived there. I'd completely forgotten about it until she mentioned it. One morning, I woke up and there was a red substance (my mother thought it was paint) on my bedroom wall that hadn't been there before. It was splattered, as if someone had taken a paintbrush and flung it on the wall. We had no paint in the house that color, though... blood red. We painted over it.
I wonder now if there are other things that happened to me in that house that I've "forgotten." I never saw anything, and I have no idea of the history of the area. I know the house has changed owners many times since I lived there... no one seems to keep it longer than five years. And I know I heard a man screaming from down the hall on many, many nights.
We moved out of that house when I was 15. I never heard that screaming again, thank God. I have had things go missing in the house I live in now, only to turn up again moments or even days later right where I left them. (I have witnesses to it this time!) And I've heard friendly humming in the garage. (A tune, not just a monotonous hum.) I'm wondering if I can HEAR spirits, but I've never seen one. I've never heard of anyone like this; if anyone has had similar experiences, I'd love to hear from you!