>>15178
>last week, after ~12 yrs, family moves from western gardentown-border of capital's agglomeration to where it fuses w/ the city
>western edge is full of hills and woods, formerly swampy region
>little sister always saw inferior shadow people (hiders), also felt their attentive presence
>occasionally something sinister and threatening
>also saw faces in patterns, apparitions, etc.
>light flipped off for her without a sound or a person to flip it by prank
>she had out of body dreams in which she would gain consciousness out in the street
>she would instinctively stand up and run home, and whenever she turned back, street lights were going out behind her
>she would then enter our home and head to her bed, supportively escorted by increasing group of shadow people
>coming close to door, pressure of threat trying to stop her from going inside
>opens the door, where there's a wardrobe on the right hand side with mirror covering
>she would look into the mirror, through it at the bed
>and she would stare back at herself, then wake up, staring at the mirror from the bed in that exact direction
>TV programme would be the same as in dream (this part isn't that unexplainable imho)
>parents used to see white apparitions run up and down the staircase through kitchen space window
>dad once saw a white light at the corner of the neighboring street (c. 100 m / 300 ft) that turned out to be a female apparition (he calls it an 'angel'), sped through the house, passing through and cooling off his left shoulder
>dad also felt being observed in the garage when he worked
>I always felt like something from the darkness was threatening to attack me, sis confirmed this feeling of someone trying to find an 'opening' to hunt you down
>felt worst when washing hands in the unlit bathroom at night
>my room's back wall is a mirror at the new place, looks out at a half-corridor to the street, very dim even at day yet I feel safe and sleep better
>same for sis who hasn't slept alone for years now
>place just feels safe
>only the weird afterglow of "this could be eerie, something could pop up etc." lingers for both of us
>dad's final night alone at old place (moving his old shit from garage) passed with various unexplainable sounds and a bunch of thin barky shreds (like walnut inner walls?) spread across the living room floor without a reasonable source (though there were plants in the room)
>next day I help out w/ packing, and coming out of mom/sis shared bedroom, I hear a faint "woo!" that wasn't the wind
Holy fuck I'm relieved to be out of there.