It's funny I've never told anyone this:

The house that my parents bought when I was in 3rd grade always frightened me. One of the first nights we lived there, I was in my new bedroom playing on an old electric typewriter. All of a sudden the keys started going by themselves. I yanked the plug out of the wall and ran out of the room.

In that same room, one night a mirror flew off the wall and the nail was still there in the wall.

And most disturbing, I vividly recall one night while I was sleeping being thrown to the floor and physically wrestling around with some sort of being/entity.

My parents still live there and the place still gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Another strange thing that happened to me was my friends and I were driving down a dark road that led into town and there was a man on the side of the road with a mangled bike. He looked as if he was hit and in some sort of trouble. We stopped the car and I was half-in/half-out of the car and we were asking if he was okay. I had never seen this man before, he looked at me intensely, with total disregard to the situation and said that he knew me. But, in a weird way, " I Know Youuuuuu." We freaked and got the heck out of there!