Nothing super crazy, but when I was in high school, my family lived in a big, newly built two story house that, to me, had some very weird and off vibes to it. There must have been something attached to the land, because 1) it was a brand new house, 2) the house we lived in before was also ‘haunted’, but in a different way, and 3) all the houses my parents moved into afterwards were fine.
Often when I was home alone, I would hear doors open and close in other parts of the house, and stuff would move around a lot on their own. More than once I would set something down, leave the room for a few minutes, and then come back to the item being in a different spot.
Once I woke up to breathing in my room. Very steady, heavy breathing, like someone trying to calm themselves or meditating or something. Even after I turned on my light and checked the other bedrooms, the closet, etc, I could still hear it, but only in my room (and no, it wasn’t me lol). I weirdly wasn’t scared or anything, I just couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. After I laid back down to go back to sleep, I had what felt like a hand press up against my back between my shoulder blades. Not pushing or aggressive, but like someone just put their hand there.
The weirdest thing that happened was one morning I got up to feed my cat, and while she was eating, the bowl slide across the floor and hit the wall with so much force that it knocked out a bunch of food. Scared the shit out of the cat, who ran across the room (while still eating what was in her mouth lol).
Almost everyone I tell the story to says “Oh, obviously your cat was just messing with the bowl.” Nah. She was a kitten at the time, and there is no way she would have enough power or strength to move a bowl a third her size and full of food with the force or speed that it moved at. When I say it hit the wall, it hit the wall. There were little kibble bits everywhere. Plus, she doesn’t play with her food like that.
idk what was going on with that house, but like I said, it had some weird vibes.
Freaky. I had the same thing happen to me with the breathing. Woke up to breathing in my room, somewhere behind me. I was too scared to turn around (not the first “creepy” thing in my house either). Went on for a minute or two, then a gentle touch on the back of my neck, I got this weird sense of safety, and it was gone.
Nothing super crazy, but when I was in high school, my family lived in a big, newly built two story house that, to me, had some very weird and off vibes to it. There must have been something attached to the land, because 1) it was a brand new house, 2) the house we lived in before was also ‘haunted’, but in a different way, and 3) all the houses my parents moved into afterwards were fine.
Often when I was home alone, I would hear doors open and close in other parts of the house, and stuff would move around a lot on their own. More than once I would set something down, leave the room for a few minutes, and then come back to the item being in a different spot.
Once I woke up to breathing in my room. Very steady, heavy breathing, like someone trying to calm themselves or meditating or something. Even after I turned on my light and checked the other bedrooms, the closet, etc, I could still hear it, but only in my room (and no, it wasn’t me lol). I weirdly wasn’t scared or anything, I just couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. After I laid back down to go back to sleep, I had what felt like a hand press up against my back between my shoulder blades. Not pushing or aggressive, but like someone just put their hand there.
The weirdest thing that happened was one morning I got up to feed my cat, and while she was eating, the bowl slide across the floor and hit the wall with so much force that it knocked out a bunch of food. Scared the shit out of the cat, who ran across the room (while still eating what was in her mouth lol).
Almost everyone I tell the story to says “Oh, obviously your cat was just messing with the bowl.” Nah. She was a kitten at the time, and there is no way she would have enough power or strength to move a bowl a third her size and full of food with the force or speed that it moved at. When I say it hit the wall, it hit the wall. There were little kibble bits everywhere. Plus, she doesn’t play with her food like that.
idk what was going on with that house, but like I said, it had some weird vibes.
Freaky. I had the same thing happen to me with the breathing. Woke up to breathing in my room, somewhere behind me. I was too scared to turn around (not the first “creepy” thing in my house either). Went on for a minute or two, then a gentle touch on the back of my neck, I got this weird sense of safety, and it was gone.