My real name is Callum and I'm 18 years old. This is a thread intended for some advice regarding the occurrences that have been happening. I have been living in my home for 14 years or so now and have experienced extremely weird phenomenon. When we first moved in, the simple cliche things occurred such as: cupboard doors opening by themselves, lights turning on and off and weird noises such as footsteps: we could even hear voices at night. Due to my family size being quite large, I think it limited the experiences that we had in the house. As my older sisters started to move out, the experiences became more apparent. I could be here for ages talking about everything that has happened so I'll shorten it. This story here is important as it connects the entirety of the experiences I've had. I'm not saying this story is real or not: but judging from what I've seen - I completely believe it. When my oldest brother was 4, he was listening to his portable radio one night. He said he saw something enter his room. The door was shut but whatever this was, it passed right through it. It was all black, had long hair and a large hat. It approached my brother, stood next his bed and simply said: "SHUSH!" before turning off his radio. The youngest of my older sisters says she has also seen the dark entity when she was pregnant with my nephew. It would just watch her in random places. She even said it just stood behind the shower curtain when going to the bathroom. Four years ago, my baby sister Luna passed away. For about a year, I felt nothing but positive energy in the house. In fact, we rarely heard noises in the house at all for that period of time. But, that's changed. Last year, my mam and dad were going through tough times and my dad was on the verge of moving out. My first set of on-going experiences started here. I had a dream one night were I was situated in my living room. I could not move and was lying on the floor. This weird distorted figure which resembled my dad walked over to me and just stared at me. That was the entirety of my dream. The next night, I had the same kind of dream. This went on for the next few nights. Until, I dreamt about the same thing - but it was much more terrifying. Again, I was lying on the floor in my sitting room and again my dad walks over to me. But, instead of standing there, he leaps at me and begins to strangle me continuously. I woke up, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. The next night, the exact same thing but a different setting. This time. it was in my own bed. The one after that, I was in a dark, blank room. I just couldn't help but not disregard the fact it could be a coincidence that the aggressor in my dreams was my dad just as though my parents were going through their worst times. Of course, I told them about the dreams but obviously there was nothing they could do. They believed me... I think. The night after, the same dream began. I was in a dark room and could see nothing. My dad did not appear but instead, a tall black figure wearing a top hat walked up to. Despite being in a dark environment, I could clearly see its features. It just stood there until it mumbled something. I say 'something' because I couldn't make it out. It jumped onto me and started to strangle me but it had far more aggression to it. I had no idea how long this went on for. I woke up drenched in sweat and gasping for air yet again. But as I sat up from pillow, I could of sworn I heard my cupboard rattle from the inside. The next day, my dad moved out of the house... This continued on for sometime. Repeat: dream, wake up drenched in sweat, noise in cupboard. But, one day: it just stopped. Yes, seriously. That is, until last month. The dream started again, but this time: the entity had bright red eyes and looked far more menacing. It would yell at me in an unknown language and would again strangle me. I woke up dowsed in sweat and was gasping for air. But, the cupboard door didn't rattle this time though: because it was already open. The door remained open because my younger-older brother had recently started sharing a room with me and his chest of drawers were situated in the cupboard, thus, they just stayed open for them to be convenient for him. This happened for a while. Until, one night I was having trouble sleeping. I was watching YouTube on my phone until I heard shuffling next to me. I gazed up and saw nothing. I resumed watching my video until I heard the same noise next to my cupboard door. I looked up, and I kid you not: I saw it. The hat, long hair, it's physique. I only saw half of its body as the other half wasn't visible behind the half open door. I pulled the blanket over me and remained under the covers for half and hour. I started to see the glare of sunlight out my window and assumed it was okay to look back out of my covers. It wasn't there anymore but I wasn't going to take any chances: I left my bedroom and stayed downstairs. I tried to wake my brother up but he's a lazy shit and didn't even budge. It was the scariest thing I have ever experience in my entire life. Whatever this thing is, it has been following my family for years. I don't understand why I am now the target. I am fearing for my little sister's safety. She is 9 and even she doesn't want to sleep in her own bedroom because she doesn't like in there some reason. I think I have an idea why that is. Please, I would really desire some advice and knowledge. I really don't know much about the paranormal or anything. This is my cry for help. Please be as constructive as possible, I really need a heads up. Thanks. In fact, do any of you have any similar experiences I can relate to? Thank you again. P.S: In fact, even when I was writing this, I felt as though I was being watched.