This is my own personal account.
When I was around 15, my mom and dad got divorced and my mom, younger sister and I moved into this old house that had been converted into apartments. We lived in the front one and there was on upstairs from us and one beside us. At the time we were the only people living in the building and we could hear footsteps going up and down the stairs and we could hear water running in the upstairs bathroom. You didn't set a drink down because as soon as you would turn your back it would have moved and the glass would be empty.
One night, in the middle of summer, I was sleeping in my room in what was a screened in back porch. I had just gone to bed so I know I was not asleep. The door from the kitchen to my room opened by itself and my room got freezing cold. I felt something sit down on my bed. I prayed for it to go away and I watched the back screen door, which was locked from the inside, open by itself slam shut and relock. I hi-tailed it out of there and never went back in that room after dark again.
Then a few months later, I saw a man standing by my bed but I could see right through him. I asked him to leave and he did but it scared me to death. I have seen him on a few occasions at different places and I don't know why.
We were not the only ones to have such experiences in that house. I was telling this to a friend of mine and she said her dad had owned the place for a few years and had all kinds of strange stuff happen to him also.
So have other former residents of the house. There were more strange occurrences that happened there but those were the most memorable. If any one has any suggestions as to why that sprit is attached to me, please email me.