I'll preface this with that I still don't believe in ghosts/goblins/the supernatural, but I don't know what the forget it is.
I've been living in this stuffhole of a house for about 3 years, and ever since I arrived here i've felt so angry at god only knows what. like i'll stub my toe and i'll go off on a tyrade about how stuff sucks and i'll die before 30. only here though. no loving clue why. I go to my dad's, "aw stuff I missed the bus whatever, i'll walk. oh damn I spilled some soup". I go here, yadda yadda you get the idea. more recently however, i've been seeing things. I want to attribute it to, say, stress related hallucinations, auditory AND visual, which is weird, but some of this stuff happens in REAL TIME and I can TOUCH the things affected. Around February I saw like, this large lanky shadow dart into my room when I was talking to my mom. she didn't see it but she saw me react to it. searched the entire room + the house for signs of a break in/person. i'll go ahead and say that, yeah this was probably my tired brain seeing stuff that wasn't there I might have listened to spooky stuff that day too I forget. Flash forward about a month and I see it again, this time in the living room. rolled my ankle after this too, probably out of fear or something.
I've also noticed an incredible streak of unluck, like somehow something stuffty will happen to me, and I'll jokingly say "at least it wasn't X" and then a couple days later what I referred to, well, happens. I've had monitors break, pianos stop working. misplaced wallets and keys that I KNOW I keep in one place. I push my mom and brother for details on like, "did you move this" "are you certain you didn't move this" "that wasn't there before" and whatnot. answer's always no, assume i'm being gaslit for no reason. this isn't weird, probably me forgetting that I put X here and misplaced Y and stuff.
so this one night my monitor breaks as I literally just start D&D with friends. i'm a cringe ass idiot I know. I tell them i'll be putting it off until a later date when this gets fixed. Leave the call, shut off computer, get in bed about to explode into anger, and there's this thing in my bed. not physically there, but it's there. I know it wasn't physically there because at this point I was so angry I tried swinging at it like a handicap. best I can describe is a void, like an absence of light. there wasn't really any to begin with in the room as it was completely dark, but there was clearly "too dark" where there shouldn't be. in 3D space. realize what i'm doing, and what this is, and I just freeze up for a time and then run out the room with some pillows and blankets. get comfy on the couch, and hear movement in kitchen. could be my 2 cats, could be possums returning (long story) so I think nothing of it. hear rattling, and think "oh it's cats. cats playing with ball cat toy" and it rolls near perfectly into center view of the kitchen hallway. I then remember that my cats are sleeping in my mom's room and start actually getting like, "i'm going to die. i'm going to really die and I don't know what the forget it is that's going to kill me" nothing was in that kitchen. I loving hate it here.
about an 30 minutes ago I got up to take a piss in the bathroom. I came back and my chair had swiveled towards me. like, IN THE PROCESS of swiveling towards me. i'm living in a horror movie forget this lmao