I had a lot of religious fear & anxiety as a child, due to my family going to a church with a pastor who taught a message focusing heavily on hell, original sin, etc.

As an adult this led me to wonder if such pastors are under a state of spirit obsession. This is the same theory that the paranormal researcher and writer Carl Wickland had.

I found this section from his book The Gateway of Understanding to be especially interesting:

"Myriads of spirits, intense devotees, who on earth were abnormally religious, and whose natures were absorbed in devotion to fanatical religious ideas, are the monomaniacs who often fill people on earth with extravagant fancies concerning God, Jesus, the Virgin, or the Saints in the Calendar, and cause their victims to manifest the strange forms of religious fanaticism. Nearly all revivalists are influenced by this class of spirits, and the superstition and ignorance of their congregations afford congenial soil for the work of their invisible assistants."

I theorize that an excessive focus on death, Satan, The Mark of the Beast, etc. are common among earthbound spirits that were radical Christians in life. They would naturally gravitate to modern church leaders who think similarly and would have an easier time attaching to those who try to 'open themselves up to the spirit' (essentially, certain non-denominational evangelicals who greatly desire paranormal experiences).

Such spirits could also cause or amplify certain forms of religious OCD. An obsessive fear of going to hell, a fear that one will accidentally 'sell one's soul to the Devil', an excessive focus on the Biblical End Times, etc.

Anyways just thought it was worth a share.

Hello, first time posting on Reddit, but I’ve always been drawn to energies and entities that others don’t seem to see, though I can’t put it into words. I’ve had many experiences since I was a child, up until I was 17 years old when I told myself and the universe that I didn’t ever want to experience such things again.

But... when I was 21 (I’m 24 now), I experienced something that I’ve never encountered before. It was a Friday, and I was having two ciders with my colleagues after work. Afterward, I wanted to go home, relax, and play some games. Around 19:00, I was waiting for the train when one of my colleagues called me, saying they were going out and that it would be really fun if I joined. I told them I just wanted to go home and chill and wished them a good time.

When the train arrived, I sat down in a 4-seater space, and there weren’t many people on board, so there was plenty of room. Just before the doors closed, a woman walked in and sat diagonally across from me. I didn’t see her face, but I noticed she had darker skin and wore a pink winter coat. I tried to look up to see her face, and that’s when I suddenly fell into a deep sleep. I’ve never fallen asleep that quickly or deeply on a train or bus before, and I wasn’t drunk or really tired.

There were about six stops before I reached home, and during the second stop, I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like something was keeping them shut. I saw a man looking at me, and then I tried again to look up at the woman—only to fall asleep again. The same thing happened once more, but when my train finally reached my station, I felt my body jolt awake, and it felt like my legs were walking on their own, really fast. That’s when I noticed the woman was also getting off the train.

It’s not a big station, and I live in Europe, so you can easily see everyone getting off. I walked out, trying to turn around to see where she was, but I couldn’t find her. All I felt was my brain telling me, “You need to go home fast.” It felt like my legs were almost running on their own. When I got home, I just started crying.

I’ve been thinking about this experience for a long time because I can’t explain what happened. Nothing like it has happened again. My previous experiences involved seeing shadows, hearing footsteps, and seeing faces, which I can somewhat understand, but this... I have no clue about it.

Has anyone had similar experiences or maybe the same thing happen to them?

Hi guys,

I've done a lot of research lately on the topic of spirit attachments and spirit releasement therapy. I think it's one of the most fascinating forms of paranormal science.

Carl Wickland was an early pioneer in this field. He came to believe that deceased human spirits sometimes attach to the living. Oftentimes this takes place during a moment of physical or emotional crisis for the host. Drinking to the point of blacking out can also act as an opening. Once the spirit is attached, it influences the host and causes altered thinking.

In his books, 30 Years Among the Dead and The Gateway of Understanding, he argued that this can range from greatly amplifying addictions to causing religious mania. In his day it was common for people to be hyper religious and he believed that such spirits could become confused and negative due to their expectations of the afterlife not being met. A person who constantly feels a fear of going to Hell might actually be feeling the emotions of an imbalanced spirit that had attached to them.

William J. Baldwin & Joe Fisher are more recent researchers who came to similar conclusions regarding spirit attachments. Baldwin's book is available here. He delved into the connection between spirit attachments and gender dysphoria. He reported several cases in which a person felt long term relief after undergoing spirit releasement therapy.

Joe Fisher's focus was on the nature of the spirits that mediums channel. His book Hungry Ghosts is available here. He came to the conclusion that manipulative spirits often masquerade as great teachers or luminaries in order to gain permission to possess a living body. He argued that they are similar to the pretas or 'hungry ghosts' of Hindu and Buddhist tradition.

Anyways just wanted to share & see what folks think! Would be super interested if anyone has case studies or other info on spirit releasement therapy.

A few days ago, I was sitting with my parents in their house. Suddenly, the topic turned to paranormal things because recently, something strange has been happening to my mother. My mother began reminding my father of the time when we were walking to my grandmother’s house one evening (my father, mother, sister, and me). I was the youngest then, only six years old. A woman dressed in white, holding a bowl in her hands, appeared in front of the four of us. We all froze in that moment. The woman, in her white dress, was floating in the air, and her legs weren’t visible beneath the dress. She quickly turned toward the wheat field beside us, and we could see the waves in the wheat as she moved through it. My father began to follow her while we, in my mother’s arms, waited to see what would happen. Beyond the wheat field was a river. My father reached the river, but the woman was nowhere to be seen. She couldn’t have crossed the river, so where did she disappear? My father returned, pale, looked at my mother, and simply told us to keep walking. While my mother was telling this story, I jumped out of my chair and said that I had always thought I had dreamed it, and that this dream had haunted me for years, because I still remember it as clearly as day. My mother said that it really did happen, and from that day, she no longer looked at the world the same way. My father was as pale as he was that day, terrified by the mere thought of the event.

I have lived in this house for approximately 8 years. In these years, I have experienced many seemingly paranormal moments.

One time, a few years ago, my friend was at my house. We were bored, so we decided to play hide and seek (my house is on a big area, so there are a few places to hide). My friend was the seeker, and my brother and I hid. I hid in a cupboard while my brother hid behind my garage. My friend found my brother first, and they started looking for me. They saw a shadow in the laundry, and thought that it had to be me. When my friend opened it, he felt a force pushing it against him. All the doors to the outside were closed, and my laundry doesn't have windows. We were also home alone.

A regular occurrence is sweaty and stuffy, even with windows opened. I sweat a lot, seemingly only in my house, even during the winter. I can also hear voices, and banging noises.

When I was younger, I was in bed. It was around 12am, and my family was asleep. I kept hearing thuds and drilling noises from under my bed. I checked under my bed, and there was nothing. My room is on the second floor, so Another possibility was that it was on the first floor, and making noises on the ceiling.

I can also wake up with marks on me, generally on my stomach, although it may be from me lying down strangely.

Is there any advice on what to do? Are the spirits friendly? Anything will be helpful. Should I record an investigation? Please let me know.

I played this game multiple times before. And the first five times nothing happened. I got annoyed and stopped playing Charlie Charlie. About 2 months later, I came across something on Youtube about this game. I decided to give the game one more try. I didn't expect anything to happen. I played it and the pencil moved. I freaked out at first but then I was like, "okay. I'm playing righting above a vent. It could just be the air moving the pencil." I then decided to test something. I asked a question but this time the pencil didn't move at all. It was clear that it was just air moving the pencil. So, I ended the game and went about my day. Later that night, I fell asleep and something unexpected and scary happened. I had a nightmare, but it felt like I was awake. This creepy figure, which I'm not even going to describe it because it still haunts me to this day. Anyways, the figure crawls up to me and say's "Don't play this game ever again or you will die." I woke up screaming. I decided to test the game, but before I even started the game, I got this cold chill up my spine. My mind flashed back to the night before, the figures warning was stuck in my mind. "Don't play the game." I wanted to play the game. I had to. But something was keeping me from playing the game. I refuse to play any paranormal games now thanks to my experience with this one. Don't play this game. It's nothing but bad luck. I also really need an explanation on why this happened.

Me and my friends talked to a ghost on a pendulum, before switching to using a Ouija board, supposedly was the same spirit both times. Died in 2020 at age 13, was very sad. This ghost introduced himself to us twice as 17, and stated his birthday was soon too. Before this, I'd only ever "talked to" or heard of spirits who stay the age they were when they died. So does anyone know what this is about? It could also possibly be since me and my friends using the board were two of us being 18 and one of us being 15, nearly 16, that they wanted to fit in with us better age wise, I guess. He was a very friendly spirit and was joking around with us, so I could see that being likely, in a similar way to how I used to lie about my age on the internet to online friends. But I don't think he was entirely lying either?? Maybe he self identifies as aging or hasn't moved on? Or can ghosts ACTUALLY age? Would love to know y'alls thoughts and experiences. Thx

I had a strange dream a few nights ago.

My father, who died last year refused to leave my house and move on. Half of his part of the conversation, I realized, even in the moment in my dream, happened but is almost as if it was deleted. I replied in our conversation, we had a full conversation, and even though most of it, never happened, it was terrifyingly emotional, and real.

(Just so we get ahead of the question, no, it's not the same as having a dream and being unable to recall it a moment after waking/when trying to talk about it)

Has anyone experienced the deletion phenomenon specifically? Or does anyone know why that might happen, if it was a real conversation I had with my dead dad in my sleep? Does anyone know how I can figure out what he said? I was leaning heavy on tarot but the only person I trust with that, is unavailable.

Please help!?

So me, my brother and my cousin have had some communications and we cannot figure what this one thing means. About six months ago we were talking to something and it mentioned a purple tower and 3 months later me and my brother did another one and it mentions the “purple tower” again along with a lot of personal family stuff. We’ve been stressing for months about this and I was wondering if anyone could give us some answers.

It’s currently 1:17 am as I’m writing this. I couldn’t sleep, and I was just trying to find ways to go to sleep. But when I went back upstairs after using the bathroom, I noticed my brother’s door left closed. I know he hates it closed, so I opened it back for him. But right when I did that, something mimicked his voice. It sounded like him, but more like a recording. It’s still going. Idk what I should do. It keeps repeating the same thing: “take a look.” I’m scared bro. I’ve experienced shit before, but it all stopped when I had the priest come over here. No joke, I’m actually worried here. Can someone tell me what even is this?

(Haven’t posted it yet.)

1:43 am. It’s now mimicking my father. I left the door to my room open.

UPDATE

Good morning,afternoon,evening night everyone. I’m so grateful for all the help I’ve received. The voices kept going on for quite some time before they finally stopped. I’m happy I didn’t respond to it. I just spent most of my night praying

However, I think I’m gonna have to get a priest to come over again. Idk if it had anything to do with it, but this morning, I found my mother’s ouija board with the planchette still on it. (She bought that thing after my grandfather’s passing)

I wasn’t sure if it had anything to do with it, but I’d rather be safe than sorry. So I grabbed it and properly ended the communication and stored it separately from the planchette.

I’m a pretty religious person, and although I’m usually skeptical about ouija boards, something just told me that it would be best to close it off properly this time. I don’t know much about ouija boards, just that they open up communication with spirits, so I’m really not sure if this was even related to it but I hope this ended now.

Again, thank you for your advice and help!

I am from southamerica ,i usted to work in a mall as a security agente(nothing special). I remember everybody told me about spooky entity, and i was for sure My co workwers wanna Anyway, one time some colleagues from other areas called me during the night shift because of some noises. I went to the warehouse where those noises were coming from and decided that instead of being afraid I presented myself to the entity as someone who just does his job without any need to bother. My interaction with the entity was from hearing voices of children playing, noises on the stairs, movement of objects, but somehow it was never to harm me but like a child playing and It makes noise. It was very interesting and fun at the same time.

My last day of job ,i Say goodbye to the entity..minutes later i saw red eyes and a traslucent figure of a child with long hair in a white old dress He appeared before me, looked at me and vanished....it was incredible.

I hope You like My experience.👍

I’d like to know names of books about helping ghosts or spirits, or how to help them.

There was a strange phenomenon. I was watching a video in my bed late at night when I heard a noise outside, like a plane flying very close to the ground. I got scared, as I usually do, thinking it might be a plane crash. Once the noise passed, I relaxed, thinking it was nothing, and continued watching my video. Then I realized I was seeing the same part of the video again. I hadn’t touched anything, which surprised me. I wondered if I had accidentally done something, but I hadn’t touched the timeline of the video. I checked to see if it was a editing error, but the video had no duplicates. How is it possible that I saw the same part of the video twice? There must be a simple explanation that I’m missing, and I should probably relax instead of overthinking it.

Please remove if this isn’t allowed because I’m unsure if it will be. I’m really close with my cousin she’s like my sister really, but for the past couple of months my almost 3 year old cousin ( who is her daughter) will not sleep with the bedroom door open & has been saying there’s people watching her, her dad ( my cousins husband) asks them to leave and she settles for bed. But last night my cousin contacted me ( the babies mother) as she knows I’m into this sort of stuff, but honestly I think it’s even too much for me. She said the baby has said a woman was watching her and her dad asked them to leave she relaxed for about 2 minutes she then said oh no they’ve came back and hid under the quilt. Again her dad asked them to leave then she was pointing in the corner near the door. My cousins husband got his phone on record and they eventually saw what she was pointing at, and there was a red light on the right of the room. At that point they went downstairs to try to get her to sleep. They have a baby monitor downstairs that shows the upstairs camera my cousins husband saw a baby in the mirror and said the baby was waving and then throwing around their arms as though in a tantrum. He then recorded the baby standing in the mirror from the baby camera monitor and they’ve sent me the video and it’s clear as day but only in the mirror it looks a child about 2 or 3 years old. I’ve told them to just leave it and they want to get a priest out but are scared it will anger the spirit, they’re also really sad because it’s just a baby. They’ve had things happen for months like toys moving and so on. I’m usually quite knowledgeable on stuff but I think this is a little out of my depth, if any one has any ideas or advice I’d be grateful. They’ve consented to me mentioning their story but like I said if it isn’t allowed that’s totally fine feel free to remove my post thank you❤️

So, for a quick back story, my childhood house was build on top of an old monestry - it still had the moats and the old house etc,. Throughout my family's time in this house we experienced a huge number of paranormal or unexplainable events, a few years ago I had a truly terrifying experience which has left me changing my sleeping habits even 4 years later. When I was 13, I was sleeping in my room when I heard a deep growl in my ear, I proceeded to turn around in my bed to see a creature on all fours growling in my ear. I tried to hit it but before I could it slinked out the room like it was liquid at a fast pace, before this even we had had a number of dark experiences between the family in the same room, for example my older sister (18 at the time) had also seen a tall, monk-like figure standing in the corner of the room. My mother had also seen a monk at the bottom of our garden walking back and forth at around 11 at night, I later saw this during covid via my phone when I was showing a family member our back garden, through the camera I saw a pair of black legs walking back and forth at the bottom of our garden. Shortly before we moved house the activity ramped up even more - banging and clanking continued upstairs and downstairs at a louder and higher rate, sighting of black mists/ heads around the corners continued. After stepping back into the house after clearing everything out, we realised what a heavy atmosphere it truly was, however theses events continued at the new house as it turns out the spring water from the old house ran to the new house which was 5 miles up the road! However we have since moved from here, a noticeable experience from the old house we moved to was a recurring little girls voice, however it was quite an uncomfortable presence, we have since moved 30 miles away into a new build and have had no problems (well...) however I'm still curious what this could have been. We did hear beezlebub one time at both houses but I'd like to think it wouldn't gibe it's name if it was truly this?

My grandfather was 89 when he died. He was in bed and really sick with cancer but his mind wasn't affected at all. He was able to make jokes, calculations, discuss everything and didn't want to leave any unfinished business. So a few weeks before he died, he called my mother to ask her who are these kids in the room with him. He said that they were three and they were singing songs with beautiful voices. My mom freaked out but didn't really say anything. He would also see some of his old friends who had already passed away. Any ideas of who these kids might be?

I am a death in religion and culture researcher and am looking to compile an exhaustive list of the tools that are currently used to trace paranormal activity. I am a skeptic, but also realize that I don't know everything there is to know in the universe. I want to learn more through qualitative and anecdotal evidence-based science. Happy to have all the info you'd like to share.

necesito su ayuda, tuve una experiencia horrible con un incubus, quisiera saber si hay alguna forma de alejarlo o de hacer que deje de aparecer en mis parálisis de sueño, alguien sabe sobre el tema?

I need your help, I had a horrible experience with an incubus, I would like to know if there is any way to get rid of it or make it stop appearing in my sleep paralysis, does anyone know about this?

Últimamente estuve jugando juegos relaciónados a los viajes a otras dimensiones (hl, hl2) y me puse a ver la serie dark. Y la vdd no soy tan inteligente como ustedes ,para comprender el uso de uranio u otros elementos radioactivos como fuente de alimentación de las máquinas del tiempo y así ,¿Alguien puede explicarme maso el porque el uso de estos elementos? Gracias

Does a strong sulfur smell have anything to do? With any paranormal activities? My gfs son is asleep in the guest bedroom and she went to check on him he’s dead asleep and she shut and latched the s door as she came into the room we smelled a strong sulfur smell coming from the back hallway and we saw that the door she just closed was wide open but baby still sleep . And we heard banging inside the walls. I still can’t stop shaking I’m so freaked out. What y’all think ( snd neither one of us farted lol)

Ok before I describe the actual experience I want to put some context first, this didn't happen to me but to my mother, I trust with my life that everything she told me is true, and asked me to ask here if anyone could know anything about what could've happened.

Last February she stayed a week on a short vacation in my aunt's beach house with 2 of my nephews. The house is located in a really tiny... Village? In the middle of nowhere, (really tiny, I think it's no more than 3 blocks by 3) and the house itself is separated from the water by a small street, a 10 meter treeline and some 20 meters of sand. It being such a small settlement, and the fact that it was late February and the peak of summer being in January, it meant that, there wasn't a lot of people there at that time of the year, only a couple of families live all year round there.

So one night before going to sleep, at around 23:00, the old stereo radio started going crazy (internet reception is horrible, almost zero so the only entertainment there is either radio or satellite TV).

The radio started going crazy, like a continuous beep that changed from high to low pitch and then stopped for a second, but exactly the same pattern repeated in loop and in a really high volume, for about 20 minutes, she started panicking a little bit (not for the situation itself, I swear she is one of the bravest people I know) but for the fact that she wanted to avoid my nephews waking up from the loud noise, she unplugged the stereo but it just kept going, that radio doesn't have batteries, which made things weirder. After those 20 minutes, once the radio went silent, she went outside to check if she could see something but couldn't find anything.

To close this post I want to add a few more things, the only thing she regrets is not documenting this with her phone, it never crossed her mind according to her. One thing I find odd about this whole situation is that she finds the pattern and the loop of the noise itself like it was something trying to communicate. The radio was shut down but plugged in before it started going crazy. Is there any explanation for this?

I have a question in need of an answer. I lived in a house that was wildly uncomfortable. I'd say it was haunted but I have zero scientific evidence so I am asking here for an opinion.

In this house there were several things that I experienced. Sometimes just me and sometimes witnessed by my ex-husband as well. I won't get into everything that I experienced but there are two things that happened while I was in bed.

Three times while I slept I felt myself being pulled from my body. I didn't see myself laying on the bed, I just saw what looked like a vertical horizon pulling me up. It was terrifying. There was a cord attached to me and I pulled on the cord back to my body and settled back in.

I thought I was alone in this until the Internet became accessible (about 1998). I was curious so I searched for answers and found that this was not uncommon and the cord I was pulling was called the "silver cord".

The other experience was when I woke up from one of these experiences and an ond, skinny, dirty woman straddling me and pulling the cord out of my chest. I thought I was awake and I was not paralyzed like sleep paralysis.

Later, due to the magic of the Internet I found that this was not that uncommon either and the old woman was called. "the Hag".

If this is a trick of the mind and strange sleep patterns then how come it is so common? Is there a specific neuroscientific reason for these encounters? And if there is, why are they so often the same scenario? I had never told anyone about this and the Internet obviously didn't know about my experiences but many people experienced it almost exactly like I had. Why and how could this be?

This story wasn`t really flashy or outragous with things falling from shelves or screams, but more suble and kind of ... inocuous (for the ~most~ part) and confusing (still freaked me out). It happenned some 4 years ago (i`m 19 now) so the order of all the bits isn`t that fresh in my brain but i was intrigued for so long, how would paranormal entusiasts explain this.

The story itself ->

I was spending the summer in Beregovo, Ukraine with my Granpa, staying at his friend`s house. She was super into the whole psychic tv shows thing (we have "battle of extrasenses" here but there are similar onse in other countries). I could talk more about her if you want since she was...a character for shure (like the kind of grandmas who believe any bullshit on tv and conpiracies) but we would be here all day. (i guess every proper creepie storie starts with a weirdo grandma)

The house was an old soviet apartment, super cluterred and messy, had cockroaches, but not creepy.

The weird stuff started happenning when i was sitting on the bed, reading a book and a bedside lamp started turning on and flickering. I saw it in my periferal vision but also with light falling on my book. But every time i looked at it it turned off. I`m sceptical but after this happenning continuously i was for some reason just creeped out. I didn`t panic but i got shivers, just closed the book and super quicly walked out of the room without looking or acnowledging the lamp. Later i calmed down, walked back, saw the lamp was turned off, moved the bedside table away from the wall to look at cables and fix whatever was happenning (short circut or watver idk???? I`m not an electrician) only to realize the lamp wasn`t even plugged in!

I talked to my dad and he said that the next time this happenned i should thank the ghost to see what will happen, since it seems like it saw me reading and tried turning the light on for me and probably was afraid of me too. Kinda like a child or small animal being like: "ooo human looking at book. i see them turning light on when they do this. I should do this :O" My dad said that from what stories he read, it looked like these small house spirits have the mental level of a little child or a mischevious crow and are kind of catious of humans, not wanting to be perceived. And the most important thing is to not be afraid.
Whether it was the case here? Who knows, concidering the rest of the story.

Also i don`t remember if she said this before or after the next encounter but the lady at one point told me that there once was a "Barabashka" in this house and it would sort of creepily stand/hover over her when she was in bed at night, just kinda hanging there. But it disappeared and never appeared again after she called a priest to покропити хату (basically spray the house with holy water, blessing it) but yeah idk if it worked considering the second encounter.(Barabashka is something like a poltergaist or harmless house sprit that makes sounds i think. Idk where the folklore about it came from originally)

I was in bed, don`t remember if i was falling asleep or woke up in the middle of the night but i suddenly heard something *BREATHING* over me. Just standing there and breathing. I don`t know how long it lasted, because i was afraid to move or lift my blanket (i sometimes sleep with it over my head) and it felt like a few minutes at least but perhaps stress just made it feel longer. I just layed still listening in, thinking maybe it is my grandpa standing there, checking if i`m ok or something, but was too afraid to lift the blanket to actually see. Obviously i was interested what the HELL is that and even then i was thinking like: "even if it`s a ghost, what is it gonna do? Breathe at me harder? Puch me? It obviously can`t physically hurt me" but stll was afraid to open my eyes properly of move or lift my blanket. Like as if fabric was gonna protect me from being attacked or something?

I was trying to convince myself that it`s just my grandpa but seriously as i was listening it didn`t sound male or female, let alone like an old man. Raspy but still too hight to be his voice. But after a while it faded away and stopped. And I quietly called to my grandfather being like: Hey was it you standing over me (since his bed was accross the room) and he woke up and was lika "huh? what? yeah sure" and just went to sleep and i was like oh ok! great! and just went to sleep myself a bit less worried, cuz i convinced myself it was him. But then i recalled everything in the morning and was like:
wait a damn minute!
no sound of him laying back on the bed
there were some other sounds but not even sure if it was walking. could be.
He was already asleep and woke up when i called him
Even if it was him, that is just weird ass behavior. Who even does that??? just getting up from bed at night and standing over someone without moving for three minutes or something and loudly breathing? Bro

Next thing was me getting sick. I would be ded in a horror movie cus i don`t know how i didn`t notice the corelation untill years later, but every single year i stayed in that house i would get sick in some way. I visited Beregovo two times before and never saw paranormal activity untill that last time i`m writing about. And each time i would get something. Headaches, nausia wanting to puke but not being able to, high temperature. Each time we wrote it off as either overheating from sun, food poisoning or something else and didn`t really pick up on a pattern of it happening each time i was in that place. Plus we couldn`t really pinpoint any specific illness. Just a mix mish-mash of symptomes, general "feeling unwell".
And the last, third time i visited i got my period and it was the MOST EXCRUCIATING F-ING period i had to date. seriously. I know some women have super bad onse on average, I don`t usyally have super painfull periodes, (I did have some super painfull periodes before but painkillers helped quickly) but this time i was strainght up in agony. Couln`t find any position to aleviate it, was straight up moaning and howling in pain.
The old lady basically told me to suck it up and get used to it since i`m a girl and that "You will have even worse periods/They will get even worse".
But i did get painkillers and got rid of the pain slowly. Still confused why she thought periods are supposed to just get progressively more painfull as you get older???? I was like: is something wrong? I never get periods this painfull!
And she was like: Well DUH? Ofcourse they will get even *more* painfull than now!
Spoiler: I never had any periods like that since i came back from that damn place.
But yeah, whatever was going on in that house, it wasn`t outright dangerous but the vibes weren`t good for my health.

Next on the list i had a fever for a day or two (again don`t remember if it was before or after the perod thing).
Both my grandfather and that lady were out and i was left alone at home. I mostly chilled in the living room, reading (lamp things didn`t happen that day). Then i went to the kitchen (it was super small btw) to make some tea. As i was pouring it i heard what i thought was the old housekeeper lady behind me so i started turning around to say Good morning... Only to hear something frantically run in panic, slip and run into the fucking table when turning on the corner and then loudly run down the hallway. And I was just left there standing with my cup in hand.
And it didn`t feel like a dream, it wasn`t even a "am i hearing this or is this something else?", no, i was standing there, thinking *while* it was still running down the hallway that I AM ACTUALLY PHYSICALLY HEARING THIS WITH MY EARS WTF, like my brain is registering the sound the same as the sound of a dog or car. It didn`t feel surreal...it just feal *REAL*.

And i want to prefice that it wasn`t the feeling of "OMG something is behind me im being stalked!!!". No. Instead It was: "Oh. Mrs Karen is behind me! Didn`t hear her coming home:). Gotta say hi! Good mo--- o_o????"

For a second i thought about the person behind me being way taller than that lady. It wasn`t even a full thought, just a dissonance in my brain cus i remembered that the old lady was shorter than me and the figure was way taller, looming over me. I don`t know how, but you know how you can feel when someone is right near/behind you, not even in a creepy way necessarily? Maybe it`s just air moving on the hairs of your skin or straight up feeling auras? Idk.

Thing is, you could explain this with hallucination from the fever but my temperature was like 38* or something that day, and i never in my life had hallucinations from a fever before or after, or in any other location. But i guess there is always a possibility lol.

This wasn`t the only time something was behind me, it happened more than twice. Like i was walking out of the bathroom and felt someone behind me walking right in my steps. I`m talking 5 centemiters from my back, stepping in my steps(no fever that day).
I didn`t see anything physically, i don`t know where i got this image from, but for some reason i got an image of a tall lanky IT looking guy in glasses. I told my dad about it and he said Yup, there was a guy like that living there at some point. He isn`t dead or anything, he is just fine to this day probably.
I also asked if there was a dog in the apartment, cus i did hear animal sounds and there was at one point. And there was a dog in the apartment at one point too.

Also an image in my mind of a tall big chubby man also behind me. He is also just fine and still living in that house in the other room, just not coming that often since i think he works as a border guard.

So it seems like it is some kind of entity that copies human and animal forms like how a parrot copies sounds.

From more miscelanious things i would often hear granfather`s and that ladie`s steps when they were not walking around at all or just a big dog walking, that i thought was coming from outside untill later.
I can recognice people by their steps.(Idk if this is normal for everyone or a trauma responce from childhood).(still could be sounds from neigbours upstears)
Also sounds of plates from the kitchen when there was no one there and random objects dissapearing and appearing in weird locations. My grandpa would be frustrateed that i forget where i put my things, but u know... i don`t usually put my sunscrean UNDER A STACK OF MAGAZINES.

I remember, later i found out about a mold that has weird properties, and a theory that many haunting stories take place in old moldy houses that causes people to have minor sound hallucinations and feelings of being watched & etc. And i thought it checks out: old cluterred soviet panel house, sounds, memorie problems, perhaps it even explains why i had headaches and health problems in that location.
I thought that the mystery is solved, untill i remebered that once i was sitting in my room and suddenly heard the sound of someone running down the hallway that i didn`t recognice the steps of, and my grandpa shouted from the other room for me to stop running around loudly.

So not only my grandpa heard it at the same time as me, but also apparently that thing was copying ME as well!

I was telling everything that was happening to my dad on the phone and he gave me an idea to set up a camera (i had a canon with me) and try to catch it on film. He also gave me an idea that since this creature is like a naughty child, hiding my things and messing around, i could bait it with a box of nicknacks. It would get curious like a crow and try to get inside.

So i got an old box and put some colorful things in it like bracelets and hair ties and candy wrappers and whatever i had on hand and whatever i thought the creature hasn`t seen before. Left the box half-closed and set up the camera.

Nothing really happened, the camera died quite quickly and it didn`t have much space. All i cought was a big fat fly crawling around lol.

I tried this again and again in every room. The only time anything happened was a shiny spoon disappearing when i went to the other room for my camera after sounds in the kitchen. But i`m inclined to believe it was just the old lady doing her thing.

But i was getting more and more determined, and idk when but at some point my fear just changed to obsession and drive. It was all i could think about. Trying to investigate every potencial suspicious sound. In the end nothing really happnned,
Kind of anticlimacting but at some point i realized how *quiet* it is. Like it turned out way more sounds that i never even registed as the creature just disappeared. No dog sounds that i thought were coming from the outside all the time, the upstairs neigbours turns out weren`t really lout at all, kitchen sounds are much rarer, i guess people don`t cook there *that* often.
Somehow it became more creepy without that entity thanit was with it.

So either my mind was playing tricks on me or i creeped out the damn ghost so much it said "Fuck this shit" and left.

Sorry if there are any mistakes in the grammar. English is not my first language.