This a true story that happened to me when I was little. I went with my parents to look at a house they were thinking of renting and I instantly felt creeped out. The house felt and looked dark. It constantly felt like something or someone was watching me and right behind me the entire time. Walking through one of the hallways you would get this overwhelming feeling like you should run, everyone in my family felt it. But by far the creepiest thing was that the woman who lived there previously had collected dolls and had them standing on shelves all around the walls of one room in the heart of the house. Now normally that would just be odd but as anyone walked though the room the dolls heads would very slightly turn and watch you. I still am terrified of dolls because of it. We moved into the horrible house despite my protests to my parents and it was like living in a portal to hell. We found out the summer before we moved in that the previous renters were witches and preformed animal scarifies in the back room. The back room was painted such a dark blue it was almost black, when the carpet was pulled up there were blood stains and it was pretty obvious what had happened, and the room smelled like cat pee so strongly it took a month to get the smell out. The back room was the center point for all the evil things that would happen. At one point my sister was doing her makeup in the bathroom next to the evil room and I was leaning on the wall behind her, she looked up into the mirror at me and her face went white and she told me we need to leave so I walked out with her. She told me later there was a large black figure standing next to me staring at her. For 3 years it was things like that happening at least once a week. One of the last things to happen before we moved out when I was living in the back room was that I had a horrible nightmare about a woman being murdered in front of me and I got up to go get water, when I got close to the door I felt hands on my back and something pushed me HARD out and the door slammed behind me. I ran out of the house and sat outside until my mom got home. I never believed in demons or ghosts or whatever until I lived in that house. I would explain better but I'm too tired hahaha if anyone wants more details for more creepy feel free to ask. I'd love if someone could explain to me that there's a scientific reason for the stuff that happened in that house.