"Sarah"
It all started when I was in high school, shortly after I moved to St. Petersburg. Before I knew what was going on, my parents and I noticed that we were blowing an inordinate number of lightbulbs, particularly in one room of the house. I had also discovered that the closet in this room was very cold and that there was no vent in there. If the house was cold, the closet was colder. That's when I began to suspect that maybe the room may have a presence in it.
I started researching the house. The house itself was not very old. It had been built in the early 1960's. However, in the 1970's a girl named Sarah hung herself in a closet. She had been dating this boy for some time, and she was ready to give herself totally to him. But when she was ready to tell him this, he broke off the relationship. She fell into a depression that ended with her suicide. That explained the presence in the house.
Shortly after that, she made her presence known by manifesting herself for the first time, and she looked about 14 or 15. She had black hair and was wearing a long white gown. I can remember being scared and intrigued at the same time. I started having dreams about her. Either she was trying to communicate with me, or else I was obsessing over her. It is unclear which.
Also about that time, my social life improved immensely. Sarah started becoming active any night I would have a female friend over. After my female companion would leave, poltergeist activity would happen: things would be moved out of place, and the room would look like a burglar had been through it. That's when I realized that she was trying to talk to me. Things like this continued until I moved out on my own.
It took Sarah several years to catch up to me. In the mean time, I had graduated college and gotten married. My wife and I were living in an apartment in Kissimmee and were preparing to move to Ohio when she found us. She lost us again when we moved. We lived there for a year before returning to Florida. It was only a matter of months before Sarah found us again. By the time she had caught up with us this time, we had an infant daughter, and I noticed a strange transformation taking place in my favorite poltergeist. She started to become protective of our daughter, tailoring the house's temperature and lighting to accomodate our daughter. We have moved once more since then and are now living in St. Petersburg again. This time, Sarah moved with us and still watches over our little girl. Whether she's adjusting the temperature or playing games with our daughter's toys, we know she's here.
If you have anything to add or a story to tell, please e-mail me. I'll post it and keep it on file.
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