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I used to live in an old house that I loved, it was a little creepy but it really felt like home to me. I lived there 9 years, and through that time had a girlfriend for 6 of those years, was single and had various housemates live there (guys) and had 3 other girlfriends.
My 6 year GF always said the house made her feel creeped out. I'd work nights and often come home to her freaking out saying there's someone else here and of course there never was. Other times she'd say for no real reason she'd start thinking about me and suddenly feel this 'hatred' for me which confused her, like I was cheating on her or something. It was odd but I never thought about it that much. One day she was having a shower and out of nowhere, I hear her screaming at the top of her voice. I race to the bathroom and she's on the floor in the fetal position having some kind of anxiety attack (which had never happened) and she kinda passed out then came too, and didn't really remember anything, but she was terrified of the bathroom for weeks after that. Made me sit there whenever she was in there.
Eventually we broke up for reasons and I lived alone there for a bit. I really loved the place. It was an old place but I really felt good whenever I was there. After a couple months I got a new girlfriend. She moved in a couple months later. She was awesome, but long story short, she said literally the same thing as my last gf...she would sit alone in the house when I was out and have these visions of me cheating and start hating me..again long story short she left because she was convinced I didn't even have a job and was just cheating every night. I came home a couple of times and could see she'd gone through my computer, drawers whatever. I put it down to her being a psycho.
Months later I spoke to her again and she was all apologies and said she felt like the house made her crazy, as soon as she moved out she realised how dumb she had been but insisted it wasn't really her 'thoughts' or something. Again I was like 'psycho' and didn't take much notice.
I got a male friend of mine to move in as he needed somewhere to live. He came from a very alternative home and one of the first things he said was "there's a woman who lives here". But he was like me, he loved the place and was all like, it's like living at grandmas house or something' like he felt a great comfort when he was there. Similar to what I felt. We didn't talk about it a lot until I got another gf and she would stay over often. Funnily enough she was very 'spiritual' like and without knowing anything very quickly said 'there's a female here' but was creeped out by it. She stayed there one night once without me being there and insisted she was never going to be there ever again without me and wouldn't say why. I didn't tell her anything but obviously by now I was getting a but weirded out myself. Then came the weirdest bit, one time we were there and she goes to the bathroom, and I hear her yelp? or something, and she runs back down the hallway into my room freaking the fuck out. I'm like "What the fuck!?" and she says "YOUR FUCKING BATHROOM IM NEVER GOING IN THERE AGAIN FUCK THAT SHE'S IN THERE" and she actually never came back to my house after that (Which sucked cos she lived with like 4 people so seeing her was an ordeal.) And of course i'd never mentioned anything about my first gf's bathroom experience so again it caught my attention...
So one night I was at her house and the strangest thing that's ever happened to me in my life happened. I was sleeping in her bed and she was naked and we were spooning. I was a little bit awake and I just put my am over her and I noticed she had like, a green kinda scaly patch on her arm. I opened my eyes a bit more and her whole side had some kind of dead looking skin all over. She turned her head back to look at me and it wasn't her but a different girl, who I didn't know. She said 'hello friend' in a fucking strange accent and I was freaking out but couldn't say anything. She said " Do you remember who I am?" and I instantly knew exactly who she was (even though I didn't) and I said "oh fuck" and I'm not even fucking kidding...She vaporizes and she's now a black cloud floating above me and i'm pinned, absolutely crushed down on the bed unable to move. A demon woman face appears in the mist and I get my arms up and reach for it to get it off but there's a physical sensation of like, biting, my hands are just getting bitten over and over and it hurts like crazy. I feel like i'm choking, and I start thinking 'WHITE LIGHT WHITE LIGHT' and then this white light comes shooting out of nowhere and the woman just vanishes. All of a sudden i'm standing actually outside my gf's bedroom in the hallway looking in so I quickly jump back into bed and it's my gf in there (thank fuck) and she has no dead skin as well. I lay there in disbelief for almost an hour until she wakes up.
I had to move out of that house not long after and i've not had anything out of the ordinary happen since.
TL:DR My house had some kind of woman ghost who liked males (especially me apparently) and hated females and then reminded me who she was and tried to kill me in a sleep paralysis episode.