In my house I often used to see something move across the landing, when I was downstairs. Just fleetingly, a sort of brown shape.
years later, when my daughter was 2, she told me she didn’t like the other lady who lives in our house. I said there wasn’t another lady but daughter said there is, ‘ and she waves her hand from the bedroom doorway when I’m in bed.’ Yeeks!!!!!
Several years later I woke in the night to see my bedroom door being closed purposefully from the landing side and I was so convinced there was someone else in the house, between us and our daughter, I ran out onto the landing. No one there.
daughter is 20 now and and I see the shape on the landing less, but still from time to time. It feels benign, or we’d have been long gone
years later, when my daughter was 2, she told me she didn’t like the other lady who lives in our house. I said there wasn’t another lady but daughter said there is, ‘ and she waves her hand from the bedroom doorway when I’m in bed.’ Yeeks!!!!!
Several years later I woke in the night to see my bedroom door being closed purposefully from the landing side and I was so convinced there was someone else in the house, between us and our daughter, I ran out onto the landing. No one there.
daughter is 20 now and and I see the shape on the landing less, but still from time to time. It feels benign, or we’d have been long gone