It started a month or so after I moved into my new house. I was awakened by my three-year-old boy screaming out for me or my partner. As I went to settle him and sat on his bed, he began to tell me this: "Mummy, a lady was on my bed. She wanted to hold my hand and go out the window."
Well, with that I absolutely freaked out and brought my little boy to sleep in my room. That was the last night he ever stayed in that room.
It began to get worse with my son saying he could see this lady in the daytime, even in the same room we was in, scratching the wall. This really played with my head -- his story never changed, not one word.
After this, my partner and I started to experience strange things. I put this down to the fact my son was now in my bedroom. At first it was noises, shadows, and feeling like we were being watched.
When it got worse, I just knew I had to get out of that house. We heard growling, my bedroom door would fly open as if it had been kicked open, running noises up and down the stairs, and lots more.
We have now moved to a new home because of this, as it is not right for my three-year-old to not be in his own bedroom. Nobody has ever said this to him, but he insists our old house is called the nasty house and this home our happy house. He also said that the lady wants to come to our new house, but she can't. That was a day before we moved out.