We moved into our apartment in September 2002. We haven't
been living there too long but I’ve had that ‘feeling’
about it.
I honestly can’t say that when I first walked into the place I had a feeling there was anyone there but
us. In fact we were late for the showing of the apartment and only had a couple of minutes to run through it before
the agent closed it up. We didn’t even get a good look at it, but I knew first off that we had to have it. We just had to.
It had everything we were looking for.
The first couple of weeks we were there, I was on leave to help us get more settled into our new place and do most of the unpacking. Nothing happened then, or indeed for the next couple of months. That is, nothing noticeable anyway. But eventually I started to get the feeling that I was being watched, or someone was behind me, or walking up to me. Mostly I felt this when I was sitting down to watch T.V. Just behind the couch is a hallway that goes up the right hand side to the bedrooms, bathroom & study. It is at such an angle that you can’t see right to the end, only halfway up.
My bedroom was just at the beginning of this hallway, on the left hand
side, the linen closet was on the right and on the left of
the linen closet (closest to the lounge) was the kitchen
doorway. Whenever I had that feeling of someone watching me
it always came from this area, next to the linen closet.
O.K at this point I’ll pause to tell you a bit about myself
just so you understand this feeling I had.
The best way to
describe me is that I’m a thinker. Whenever I feel
something about anything I analyze that feeling right down
to the core, I've always done this. And because I'm so used
to doing this to myself I do this to other people as well.
I'm quite good now at picking up on others emotions and
reading between the lines. And always this ‘area’ had to it
an intense curiosity. But sometimes it moved past the
kitchen doorway to the wall just behind the couch and then
it would be stronger. There’s a peace and calmness to it as
well. It’s hard to explain. Like it knows what it is but it
doesn't know what I am. I hesitate to call this thing
a ‘ghost’. It’s not ghost like at all really, more of a
presence or an essence. Apart from the ‘feeling’ I get,
which could easily be put to my being paranoid about being
in the house alone or whatever, a few things have happened
that made me pay more attention to it or else I would have
just ignored it.
I'm one of those people that will first
and foremost jump to the wildest conclusion and then
straight away tell themselves anything to make it seem more
normal and less ‘out there’. The first couple of incidents
involved opening doors. Whenever I enter my bathroom I shut
the door behind me otherwise it'll bang in the wind and it
annoys me. Not to mention that I live with my sister and
her boyfriend and at no point would I like either of them
to come home when I'm not expecting them, and be in the
shower with the door wide open! They do have their own
bathroom though and would have no need whatsoever to open
mine whether I'm in there or not. A couple of times however
I have been in the shower and shaving my legs or washing my
hair when I've just looked up and noticed that the door was
open. The door opens inwards and the window is on the
opposite side of the bathroom and there’s nothing else in
the hallway to account for this, so naturally I was more
than a little curious with all sorts of wild ideas running
through my head.
I also suffer from insomnia. I have a lot
of trouble getting to sleep and am sometimes up most of the
night but once I'm asleep I'm dead to the world. This
becomes a problem when I have to leave for work the next
morning at 6am and I've gone to sleep at 2am.
After one such particular night, I slept through the alarm and had to
call in to work sick. The next night the same thing happened, I couldn't sleep and when I did I slept through
the alarm and called in sick. But the night after was a little different. That night I once again couldn't sleep
and didn't get there till around 2-3am. However, one minute before the alarm went off I suddenly jolted out of sleep
wide-awake. I didn't know what had awoken me and neither did I find out but this continued for two weeks. Then I
stared waking up to the alarm again. About two months later I had another really hard night of going to sleep and
though I woke up to the alarm I turned it off then rolled over to wake up a bit more. I must have fallen asleep
because straight away I felt a hand move forcefully down my back. I opened my eyes and the feeling didn't go away,
thinking it was my sister I turned around but there was no one there. I looked at the alarm and it was half an hour
after it had gone off. I just figured if we did have a presence or whatever, he was just waking me up.
A couple of times we've heard knocking on our doors and when there was
no one there we've asked the other what they wanted and usually receive a blank look in return.
The most recent and unusual thing that has happened to date happened only last weekend.
I had been lying on my bed eating M&M’s and I tipped them out onto the bedspread next to me (I was lying
across the top part). My sister phoned to see if I wanted to see a movie and I got up to get ready. I left about half
an hour later, but I had re-made my bed and straightened up my room before I left throwing out the empty packet of
M&M’s while was at it. We got home about 3 or 4 hours later and I threw my bag onto my bedroom floor before going to my closet to get into my pyjamas. It was as I was getting into bed that I noticed two orange M&M’s placed neatly together in the middle of my bed. I picked them up, put them in my mouth and said “thank you” loudly without even thinking about it. After I had swallowed them I thought it a bit odd, but was sleepy and relished the chance to go to sleep soon after getting into bed so I didn't give it another thought. I don't know if perhaps I'm just imagining this or
if there’s an entity or a presence or whatever you want to call it. I just know that it’s there.
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