I moved into the house on a night that mimicked a horror movie's beginning. It rained for the entire night, and the only light came from candles I had placed around the house. Even with the candles, I felt uneasy. It was as if someone was watching me from the shadows of every room I went into. The night eventually passed, but the feeling did not.
I went about my business for weeks, not ever getting used to that horrifying feeling of being watched. Soon, I felt the need to hold a séance. A friend of mine offered to help out, and I gladly accepted his offer.
On the night of the séance, it rained yet again. As we went from room to room, my friend asked me if the feeling of being watched was normal. When I told him yes, he advised I move away. He told me a séance wouldn't at all help. I later wished I had taken his advice.
A few nights after my friend's visit, I was surprised to be confronted by a huge, looming spirit. It stared at me with burning eyes. When I moved to speak, it disappeared. I left that night.