help me i think my house is hunted!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well when I was in 5th grade, (Last year) someone was throwing erasers and dice at me. So my vrienden decided to test it. We put an eraser on Faith's bureau and walked around. It was gone we looked. Then about 2 minuten later it hit my shoulder. Then we did another test, we all faced different directions. Faith turned to look at me for one seconde and the eraser flew past her and hit me. No one was behind her. I now believe in ghosts. His name is Boogie.

In my room someone committed suicide

I don't believe in ghosts.
I don't think that they exist.
But who know maybe u are right.

While i do believe in goasts your probably just imagining things. Houses make lots of strange noises at night because of the temperature change and other factors. Your probably just getting paranoid but if u realy think its huanted i suggest u look further into your house's history.

One day, when I was 7, I was throwing plastic yellow balls around in my room, I throw some at the TV, one floted for 10 seconds, then when I was picking some up, I turned around to see 5 in the shape of a pyrmed,on my bed, I didn't do that, then one jaar later I was sleeping in the same room, and I swore I herd a little girl in my room, calling my name, and nothing was on in my room...then last year, we moved out of that house, and when we left, I forgot one of my stuffies in my closet, when I went to go get it, It was on the bed. I asked my mom if she put it there, she didn't even knew I had it. The same thing with my dad, he didn't even know I own it.

In my attic someone commited suicide

u could ask people that lived around there for years what happened
i did that before and i learned in one in the houses i use to live in a older man died ( i seen him in the mirror in the bathroom one night)

In the house we used to live six years geleden u could clearly hear someone breathing in my bedroom at 12:15 at night. I remember that I got scared and talked to my parents and they laughed, but I was so terrified that my dad was forced to come in my room one night. He heard it too and he was like what the f****.He called the guy who sold us the house and asked him if something was wrong with it. The guy laughed but my dad insisted and the guy zei some old man commit suiside there a few years ago. My dad asked what time and he answered around 12. My mom totally freaked out and wanted to leave and the guy was like "come on u cant be serious" But finally we moved out. I still don't know if it was really haunted though...