I think I am being followed by some sort of ghost or something. Let me start by saying I lived in a haunted house when I was younger. We didn't know this about the house when we first moved in, but before it was a house it was the first hospital of that town. I was about five when we moved in. I used to play with a little girl who I thought was real, but later on my grandma told me she wasn't. She thought I was just making it up, as if the little girl was an immaginary friend. She continued to believe that until a few weeks later when she saw me playing outside. She saw me throwing the ball back and forth, and of course she couldn't see the little girl. She also saw me being pushed in a wagon, but again, she couldn't see the little girl. Just me being thrown a ball by no one and being pushed some how. I remember the little girl vividly, I remember approaching my grandma asking for bloomers because I didn't want to have to pull down my pants to use the bathroom. I also remember a man, he wore a long red tail coat and had shoulder length hair with boots. Before long, my vocabulary expanded. I was speaking as though I was in the late 1800's or early 1900's. Unusual for a five year old? I believe so. There were not only good spirits in the house. There were ones that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Stuff like that. I remember waking up one night because my bed was shaking. I remember lights flickering on and off in the house and doors slamming. My grandmother later did research on the house and found it's history. We moved out. Ever since then however, I have felt like something was following me. And it wasn't until 2005 that the feelings got worse. The house was destroyed by a hurricane in 2005, I'm guessing that's what could have been it. It happens in my house a lot. You hear noises and feel a presence. Makes you very uneasy. And as of right now, I'm visiting my aunt and uncle. There basement is the area that scares me the most. I was down in their media room one night (basement) and I was trying to put in a movie, on the dvd player where it tells time, it said "I'm watching you". Creepy enough right? The next day, I went down with my baby cousin. She is very giggly and you can barely ever get her to stop talking. I went down to get my bathing suit, and on my way back it got really cold and my niece stopped giggling and moving. She was starring back at the media room. I felt like someone was behind me, trying to grab me. That's how it's always felt. I don't know what to do.
Please offer some advice. I want to try and talk to it, but I'm afraid that if it is denomic that it will try and cause harm to me.
