her head, said, "It's not us".
At that very moment, I was sure of one thing. None of us had been walking around the house.
I got goosebumps thinking we had a burglar and walked around the house checking all the doors and windows. I turned on all the lights and checked all the cupboards. I found nothing. My mother didn’t believe it wasn't us. She simply told us all to go to bed. My dad came out of his bedroom and wasn't too happy. He asked why I was using their bathroom. I was totally freaked out.
"There's someone in the house," I said and walked into his room. He wasn’t happy at all. He told me to go to bed. My parents didn’t’ believe in anything paranormal.
I had only ever had an interest in horror movies. This event was something quite out of the ordinary. I went back to my room and got ready for bed.
I turned on the TV and had it at such a low volume that you could hardly hear it. It was an attempt at a little peace of mind - to have something to get my mind off what had just happened. I sat on my bed and heard the footsteps again. Again, they were bare feet and this time they were coming from the bathroom.
I asked my sisters if either were in the bathroom. My elder sister replied, "Did you hear it too?” I immediately walked into the hallway where I stood quietly. I could still hear the footsteps. They sounded a lot like bare feet on a wet floor.
I slowly walked through the hallway and turned the bathroom light on.
As the fluorescent light flickered on I saw what I believe to be someone standing, facing the mirror. A complete silhouette! Only visible for a split second as the light flickered, and then gone when the light was on. I can still remember the feeling that came over me when I saw it. It was like getting hit with an iced cold bucket of water. Almost like the shock of hitting a brick wall, kind of feeling.
Seeing something I never expected to see standing right there as a reality. I can remember being so startled for a split second that I froze and my heart jumped, unable to comprehend what I was seeing until it was gone.
The one thing that occurred to me later was the fact that the hallway was the area where we'd play as kids, having our seances and Ouija sessions. Even though those games were quite innocent to us, I always had a bad feeling about that end of the house as I grew up. In fact, whenever anyone was alone, they'd stay in the front of the house. The back was colder at times, for no apparent reason. We put that down to the front being the only heated part of the house but we'd often wake up almost chilled to the bone in bed. This is one major incident of two I've had.
The second one was quite scary. Since then, I have maintained my scepticism but have joined a paranormal research team in order to find out more.
My nephew is living in the house now. Since he moved in unexplainable things have started to happen again. Recently, I stayed a few days at the house whilst preparing to move into my new house. I spent the night sleeping on the couch in the lounge. I woke every night with the feeling someone was there with me, almost hovering above me, floating quite close. It was that feeling you get when someone is right behind you. That was pretty weird.
It’s Not for Us to Choose
About three years ago my boyfriend of ten years and me were getting ready to leave the house to go out. We were heading up the steps out of the basement when we heard the sound of loud laughter. It was in a man's voice and it lasted about 6 seconds.
We stared wide-eyed at each other; then we both felt something touch the back of our necks. My boyfriend described it as cold fingers against the back of his neck and I experienced a dull tug on my hair. I felt it in my hair first, and froze. Then, I noticed my boyfriend hunch his shoulders, and he said, "Something just touched my neck!" I informed him I'd felt