I use to own a certain blanket. I truly loved its colors of dark blue, red, black squared patches. My mother gave it to me when I was very young and I kept it until I gave it away just a year ago at the age of 52.
I believe this blanket may have been the reason why I had so many paranormal experiences. My sisters believe our house at Brisbane, Australia was haunted.
My first experience was when I was only about 7 or 8 and I heard two girls giggling just behind me and I woke up crying. My second experience happened when I slept alone in my parents' room while they were away on holidays. I woke up hearing someone knocking on the door, calling out my name. The door opened and the light switched itself on. I quickly ran to my sisters' room where both of my sisters were sound asleep. I asked which ones did it. Neither one knew what I was talking about and told me to go back to sleep.
There was another time when I slept in my parents' room and I felt someone tucking me in and straightening up my blankets just before I fell asleep alone in the bedroom.
As I moved to live in other places, I started to have visions of ghosts and even religious entities -- possibly a dozen or more separate sightings only at night while my room was in the darkness.
There was a time just before my father passed away that I felt as though someone was sitting on my bed night after night. I felt the entity breathing and its hands just sitting on my shoulder. One time I felt a firm grasp and that came about because my thinking at that time was erratic.
A friend told me one day that he was cold and needed extra blankets to keep him warm. So I decided to give him the blanket because it was so old. He took it and used it. He then started to tell me off his own experiences with it, but gave it away because he was frightened by it.
I did have a lot more experiences because of that blanket, but they were too frightening to mention. Up until today, my sisters believe that the old house was possessed, but I wonder if the old blanket was possessed.