Probably like 15 years ago I lived in a house I know was haunted. My girl and I could sit in the living room and at tines when the house felt "heavy" this little sign she had as decoration would swing back and forth so far it passed the corner so that it became visible. You could hear it scratch as it moved. In the basement there was a smoll weird room that even the animals wouldnt enter. One night I was awoken by what felt like something straddling my chest, i couldnt move. I tried to yell out to my girl who was right next to me and nothing would come out. At that moment it felt luke all my breathe was being removed. I couldnt breathe and began to panic. Eyes open there was nothing on top of me. We moved out, broke up, and the house went uo as a foreclosure. It has been my only experience. I pray and read the bible now though so maybe thats why. Idk it really fucked with me for a long time.