This experience happened when I was 11.
I went to bed as usual and said goodnight to my parents.
Later on in the night I woke up needing a drink I tried to reach out next to me for it but my body would not move, I then looked over to by my door, and saw a figure there, at first I thought it was my father checking on me but I remembered he was in afghan (he is a soldier), I then thought... Who could it be as its just me and my mum and brother at home! I then looked at his face and saw he was really depressed. At that moment I started to get really freaked out so I tightly closed my eyes and hid underneath my blanket, the figure of this person/thing kept going around in my head.
He had a blue dressing gown on but slightly undone underneath his belly, his belly was quite big and he had hardly any hair on his head and he had very old navy blue slippers on.
The next morning I pulled my mum into the kitchen and told her about what I saw and all the details, she then looked at me weird and said " do you not recognize this man?"
I replied "no" she then turned and to me and told me it was my grandad!. I turned to her and said " how could it be grandad when he died over two years ago?" my mum didn't know how to reply so we left it at that.
That night my father rang from afghan and my mum told him, my father said everything was fine and that I might of had a mad dream.
My mums mate came round for a coffee around 9oclock and me and my brother were in bed as we had been having late nights but I still couldn't get over what I had seen the night before.
As I looked around my room I started to feel really cold so I wrapped up tightly but then I suddenly had this buzzing and ringing noise in my ear and it wouldn't go away so I went downstairs to ask my mum for some headaches tablets and she said why? So I explained the noises and for a second I thought I was going crazy but she turned to me and said " go and lie down in my bed and if the noises come back just tell it to go away, and that you are scared and you don't want to talk " so I did as I was told and went into my mums room, the noise did come back and when I spoke it still didn't go away so I went underneath the blanket and fell asleep the next day I woke up and my mum and her mate were in my room with a camera and they were taking pictures from different angles of the room. I asked why and they said to see if they could catch anything on screen, but they didn't.
I am now scared to be in a dark room alone because I think there is something there ready to get me. I have now moved to Germany due to my fathers work and I was in the cellar at night about 2 months ago by myself and I could hear footsteps and light whispering so I stopped what I was doing to listen but the noise stopped so I decided to carry on and as I did the noise came back, I put down what I was doing and went upstairs I locked the door to the cellar and went into the living room and my mum now makes sure we lock the cellar door every night because I'm scared that something will come and get me and my mum just don't want anyone braking in through the back and coming up the cellar stairs, I never go into the cellar alone now and if I do, when I'm going back upstairs I walk up backwards to make sure nothing is there, I have to sleep with my bedroom door open at all times because I'm petrified, I know people have suffered worse than this but am I going crazy? Please comment.
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