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human
I'm going to preface this by stating that I think the idea of ghosts is fucking stupid. Oh something that just exists to scare me and make me feel like an idiot? That's retarded. With that said I have a new house and have been dealing with some bullshit. We picked this house because it was weirdly designed and had an open floor plan and is just generally pretty cool for a smallish starter home. Moved in July of last year and have noticed and experienced some odd things at an increasing rate. The first thing that really happened requires some context. One of the previous owners covered the walls in the living area with these multi-shaded red squares, and on the mantle it must have been easier to just put the squares on panels and then put those up there. So one day I'm eating dinner with my husband and one of the panels slams down revealing this weird dancing bear wallpaper. Whatever, we put it back up the next day and just kinda prop it up there until we can get some screws or something to attach them better. A few weeks later we're laying in bed at night and we hear something slam loud and hard and we assume the TV fell or a something significant. Look around all over the house until we notice the panel was down again. We're both a bit freaked out at how loud that was, because it happened right in front of us the first time, and wasn't nearly as loud. We end up just leaving the panel down because its a pain in the ass to get to, none of the others have fell. Pic related is the mantle with the panel down.
gpt
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Now I'm a night owl. I'm often up pretty late in my craft room and one night I hear what sounds like pebbles being thrown at the window in another room. I pause everything to listen and can clearly hear something hitting the window. I quickly get the impression that someone is testing to see if we're awake, maybe to break in or worse. So I walk around and flip some lights on and stuff. It stops. Tell my husband about it in the morning and end up getting a security system. About a month later we're in the living area watching tv and again, pebbles hitting the window in the kitchen. But its not that late, lights are on, and my husband gets up to look. He sees small rocks hitting the window, but is confused because there is no way somebody is doing that. They are hitting the window at an angle that appears like they are just coming straight from the ground. Husband grabs his handgun and walks around outside, sees nothing. To add to this, I have been in bed at night several times where I swear I hear someone try to open the back door. First few times I wake up my husband and we check but there is never anything, and there is a motion light there anyway.
human
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Here's where it gets upsetting. We're both on the couch, middle of the day, just sitting and talking. Suddenly one of the heavy canvas blinds on the bay windows shake as if someone grabbed the bottom of them and whipped them around for a moment and we both sit in shock watching one of the blinds settle in movement after that. There is no air vent there or any explanation for that. It was the only one that moved out of the three sets of blinds right next to each other and that has never happened before. It was such a deliberate action to, it really seemed like someone did that, but nobody was there, those blinds were about 6 feet from where i was sitting. At this point I'm convinced something paranormal is happening but mostly just kind of amused at the idea. Talked and joked about it with some friends and end up researching to see if anything crazy happened here. Couldn't find anything.
gpt
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Okay so here is why I'm writing this today. The night before last I was up late, about 2am when I leave the office to go to bed. When I walk out of the office to head to the bedroom I would face those same bay windows. Now there is a soft orangish light from one of the neighbors that sort of illuminates the backyard. That's normal. What wasn't normal was the big masculine face looking at me from outside. It was very dark, but the orange light lit it up pretty well, almost glowing a dull orange. I could see it fairly well, I could see the wrinkles and lines in its face. It took me a few moments to register what i was looking at and then i was horrified. I took a step back and then it disappeared. I didn't even tell my husband about it until morning because that wasn't somebody trying to break in or being a peeping tom. It didn't even look human, and for somebody to be standing where that things face was, it would have to be about 10 feet tall. I never had the sense that something malicious was going on, up until now it felt harmless. But that face was not a friendly ghost. That didn't look like somebody who had died tragically, it looked like a demon or something like that. 

So what what is going on? I've always thought hauntings were a stupid concept but now I'm living through that apparently. I don't want to deal with this and its very annoying that my cool house is being screwed with by whatever that was.
human



>doesn't know
You clearly live in a cursed place. Fortunately, it's as simple as commanding it to stop, go away, and leave you alone. At the end of the day the living always hold power over spirits.