The earliest i can remember was being at the ge of two i was in my mum and dads bedroom inthe dark with the light of the
landing peering through the doorway i was sat up in my cot, i looked to the left of me and there ws another cot beside me. That was my youngest brother Jon i remember looking round the room and ten the first thing happened!!! i had my head against the headboard of my cot and then
somthing cratching the top of my head i knew it wasnt my hand it was bigger than my hand and it had nails i screamed my head off. The next thing my um came u stood in the doorway but stood behind her was a man i couldntseehis facial features but he was the same height. our house was a three bedroomed house with a big side garden and a jungle back yard. I remember being the age of five and was in the back garden digging holes i was one for the dirt i liked to be mucky making mud pies and collecting insects and keeping them as pets. From then on thats when weired things started occuring hearing things nobody else could hear seeing things that nobody else could see. when my brothers had moved out. Myself and my brother had a choice of rooms so i thought of having a change of cenery and go and sleep in my mum and dads old room, they had moved down stair because the small box room at the front was getting damp, I took my covers off my bed and made the double bed up, got in it and just about to go of to sleep I was absoloutly freezing in that room. i had my hands underneath the bed clothes and the cover nearl over my head i was about to go to sleep when i felt this thing under the bed clothes i could feel a finger i know for a fact it was not mine i slowly slid out of the bed and ran into my brothers bed room i was crying i asked if i could sleep in his bed, he said "no". So i would slep on the landing and cry myself to sleep. few months passed by and then i was in the same room as my brother we used to share the same bed, he was at one side an i would be at the other it was an old bed made of red oak and metal base with springs we didnt have quilts just blankets iwas reding a book and my brother ws colouring and then this face appeared on the wall it had a light shadow for its face and dark shadows for its eyes and mouth we started saying that it was god coming to mke sure we were behaving ourselves or the devil seeing if we had been naughty and because we wer'nt scared it disapeared. My thoughts sarted how did it get on the wall was it a reflection off something was it somthing in my book i was reading. It must of been there we both saw it. It was not my imagination it was both of ours. few more years passed on and we was able to stay up and watch the telly but the problem i had was when i wanted the toilet i dredded going
upstairs alone at night i would wait till the last minute of wanting a wee till i was absouloutly desperate and nearly wetting myself i would either ask my younger brother to come to the toilet with me or my mum she wouldnt want to she used to tell me not to be silly. I knew tat there was somthing upstairs i used to stand there at th bottom of the stairs and look up dreading to step closer i would run up the stars go not even finish on the toilet properly and run straight down sometmes i would jump the last five steps to get down quicker when it was finally time to go to bed me and my brother made our way upstairs tothe back bedroom our bed was behind the door he at one side i at the other. Jon asleep i noddig off i hear bang! bang! bang! on the bed leg. I felt the vibration of it i screamed i woke jon up he started screaming my mum came up the stairs shouted at us whats the matter she said i told hr there was someone under the bed she said to me dont be silly its next door neighbours banging and i saw that person again stood behind her no facial features just a person. Because i was getting older i had to sleep in my own room I would be lying in bed i had no telly or radio and iwouldere breathing, footseps people calling my name I would hold my breath as i thought if they could'nt hear me the would'nt know i was there all i could hear was my heart beating through my chest as if it was about to explode the more i was scared the faster my heart beat. There is lots more but i will leave you with this to see what you think this is a true story.