True Story

I read all the posts because I believe. Here is my story.When I was 12 years old, my parents rented a home. They then shortly separated. I lived with my mom who was mostly out at her friends and my siblings who's 4 years younger than me spent a lot of time with my dad. We had no power, mom couldn't pay for it and my neighbor shared a line with a bulb with us. I was always alone in the dark. I started feeling things, scary things. I never had the time to tell mum as she was always gone early morning, she's a teacher then at night she was mostly out at her friends place. I lived in Mauritius in a town called quatre bornes. I started seeing shadows. Black shadows outside and white shadow inside. Only 1 white shadow inside and lots outside. It seemed like a movie. They were all female. No one believed me, absolutely no one. They all thought I was the girl in the dark house always lonely so I was making up stories.I started hearing the outside spirits. I'd always hear my name being called just as soon as I'd fall asleep. It wasn't any female voices of people I knew of. I lived in a detached house with a yard. One night, I woke up with my guitar that I always had on my wardrobe in my bed next to me and all my stuffed animals on the wardrobe. I was 5'6 at 12 and mom is only 5'1, she couldn't have even with a chair. My sibling was even shorter and why would he? Conclusion, no one did it. Mom mentioned that my door is always locked and why would she? A little bit later in that same month, I woke up to what looked like someone pressed their finger nail and wrote 'I love you (my name)'... The 4 door wardrobe was full of it. It was freaky. I tried to do it with my long nails and I had to press very hard to attempt doing it as Small as what they wrote and there were thousands of that same sentence written in less than 6 hours. Conclusion, no one did it and no one could explain. Things started changing. I started dreaming of people close to me. Everything I'd dream of would come true, I mean everything to its finest details. Only the bad predictions/accidents/premonitions. This made me go insane because I was always terrified to fall asleep because of all these episodes.I never saw or heard things move but who ever was in my house protected me from everything. It didn't want me to leave. Things/episodes gotten worst. I was born Hindu. So I mom called a Pandit. He could step foot in my yard. He said whatever it was, was very strong. Mom called a few other Pandits and now she started believing me. No one made it past the gate. Mom called the church and a priest came over and he could enter the yard either. Scary? Very. We started planning on leaving the house. We finally did after 3 years. I had to go to England because I couldn't plan anything in the house. Seemed like the house heard me talk. Next person who lived in the house lost his wife in the first month, second family also lost his wife. House stayed locked up for over 9 years until a dad and his son bought the house. They are there happily ever after, they don't have a girlfriend nor wife. Everytime I go back to Mauritius, I go visit the neighbors since I rent their vehicle. House looks exactly the same. It's so scary to me.I still get premonitions over 25 years later. Please don't ask me about lottery ticket or I would have done that a long time ago. I only get the bad premonition.