Before i tell my story I just want to inform you that I have not said a word of this to my parents...we built our house 10 years ago...so i dont believe there should be any reasons for spirits being here ...but i have seen and heard them. It started about a year after we moved in...my mom had just got her great grandmothers spinning wheel. She placed it right outside the door of my bedroom...there were many nights when i could hear a humming sound..one night i got the courage to check it out...i stepped out of my bedroom door and the wheel was spinning. The next story is probably the scariest..i saw the wheel spinning several more times and still see it occasionaly. One night i was saying my nightly prayers and i had a feeling something evil was watching me. My closet doors slowly started to creep open. Then the main door to my room started to shake so i looked over at it. Then BAM my. Closet doors slammed closed and i looked back to see a dark black figure. "What do you want?"Idk i asked. Then it slowly started to float up into the air and floated right over top of me in my bed...it looked at me and tilted its head like a dog...i asked again "what do you want" it shot over over beside my bed, knocking everything off of my dresser. I jumped up and ran for the door but it started shaking again. So i ran back to my bed and started screaming for God to help me... then my little siser whos room is right across the hall busted in my door and it all stopped. She helped me pick up my room and the next morning i figured that everything was happening around my room so i would move to the basment. About five years ago my neighbor (a psycho man) killed himself in his bathroom. His daughter moved here from Florida into his house. She had been here for about a week and asked me to go over to feed her dogs for a week while she went back to Florida to load up the rest of her stuff. I feel that her father followed me home.this was right after I moved to the basement. I was playing my ipod on the docker (lights off) when all of a suddon the music shut off. I jumped up to see what the problem was. there in the light of my ipod, which was now laying beside the docker) was my old neighbor. Then he was gone. Every now and then i will see him and then as soon as he dissappears I am hi5t by screws, change, pencils, or,in more serious cases, remotes. What should I do about these experiences I keep having?