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This is something weirdly freaky that happened to me a couple of years ago.
I have a friend who lives in a old victorian house, she has told me things in the past which i did not believe, i'm one of those people who have to see to believe.
She said one night when awoke randomly, (her bed is opposite her bedroom door and she always keeps the landing light on) to see a vague mist blending in with the light, she started to hear a the sound of a little girls giggle and this little girl who was wearing a green victorian dress with curly brown hair stopped outside her room and said that it used to be her room, and then as fading carried on walking and laughing. My friend was scared an fell back asleep, she has always said she wonders if it is a dream; but it was to vivid to be a dream.
As i have said i didn't really believe her, it was only when the rest of her family started to tell me scary things i started to wonder.
Her dad has said their has been incidents such as when they first moved in, no one was in the house just him, he was waiting for the carpet man to arrive and my friends sisters room was locked. As he was waiting he heard a strange scratching noise coming from upstairs, as this went on for several minutes he thought he'd check upstairs. Now my friends sisters room at this point had nothing in it apart from a wooden floor. My friends dad unlocked the room and opened the door to find an old victorian wooden caster from a bed post, and chippings scraped into the floor as if someone had dug their nails into it. He was totally baffled as he had cleaned the room the night before.
Too cut a long story short, i frequently stayed at my friends and from time to time did get an eerie feeling of a presence. This incident actually happened in the morning.
I had just got back from wales with my boyfriend at the time the night before, i stayed that night and left my suitcase in the room. My friend was downstairs with her older brother watching the tele, at this point i was still asleep (my friend has a wooden laminate flooring just like her sister). Im not entirely sure if i was still in the mode of coming out of that sleep but i can tell you i have never been so scared in all my life! I remember i was facing the wall as i woke to a strange sound, it sounded like someone was wheeling my suitcase from the door to beside the bed slowly, just imagine wheels on a wooden floor. At this point i still was extremely tired and was still facing the wall so i started saying my friends mums name which was Trish, i kept saying Trish what are you doing, i was about to turn around and it was as if something had jumped on top of me, noting was there, i couldn't move, i couldn't speak and i was trying to scream, i could feel tears rolling out of my eyes. What ever was on top of me was so heavy i started to not be able to breathe, i struggled i felt myself almost give up, but then my toes stating tingling so i thrashed my feet upward as i was released i jumped off the beed immediately crying all the way down the stairs and told my friend and her brother.
I've never been back since.
I've also found out this has recently happened to my friend.
I think there is more than on spirit in that house that is lost, maybe they can't accept their death or maybe the have come to fulfill what they never achieved in their life time.