When I was around 11 I had a very strange occurrence in my bedroom with my sister and my posters on the wall. The lights were off and my walls and ceilings were covered in posters we had always joked about a ghost as we had heard strange noises and bangs often. On this night we could hear rustling as if someone was running their hand over the pictures then all of them fell of the wall at once. We were so scared but we did turn the light on and the posters were everywhere. We had a few more little strange things happen but never anything like that again.
Luckily we were together on my own I think I’d of froze in fear, the house doesn’t feel creepy in the slightest now as my mum and older sister still live there!
That’s terrifying I don’t know if I’d have made a run for it or curled under my covers praying