My family used to live in these apartments next to a church, a catholic school, and a senior center. We used to live on the top floor. As soon as I got in there I felt terrible vibes, but I ignored them, which was a mistake. A couple also lived underneath us, they looked as if they just started their life since it looked like they just had a child. There wasn't anything happening for a couple of weeks. The couple downstairs moved out only after staying for one month, which was weird. One night, I felt something gently touch my feet. I shared my room with my brother, so I looked at his beds direction and he was sound asleep. So I looked at my feet, and just saw the sheets moving slowly, while I was stiff solid. I closed my eyes and scrunched my self into a ball and ignored it. Weeks passed, and my family and I were eating happily at the table. When suddenly, a white hand grabbed the light switch and turned off our dinning room light. We all saw it, and everyone was blaming me for it. Trying to assure themselves it wasn't anything else. Rain came, and it destroyed the roof of our apartment, so they let us stay downstairs. As soon as I stepped into the downstairs apartment, it felt even worse than the second floor. I couldn't even breathe, every step I took I felt as if I was being watched. Hopefully, I thought, it was the rats that made the couple only stay for a bit, not anything else. Once we settled in, the very first night I felt my feet being touched with more force. Every night it continued every night. My parents told me to just ignore it. I was in my room alone, when I heard little girl say "mommy! " right in my ear. I yelped and ran to the living room. My husband, at the time my boyfriend, heard it too from the bathroom. My dad would constantly hear her aswell. Then another night, my friends slept over, and we were talking when a figure stood by the door. And my bff and I both screamed. Her boyfriend went to look around but only found a rat. But I swore I saw a little girl, and she saw a bloody faced woman. Another night, my dad went to go get a quick midnight snack, when he saw a tall lanky creature dragging itself to my room. That's the time my dad realized it wasn't a ghost, so he asked my grandma, whom works at a church, for prayers. We all prayed until we had to move out due to financial circumstances. When my mom was packing, she heard two coins drop from her closet.
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