In the 1990 my family moved to this old house in Jackson Heights. It was really nice and had really cool architecture such as stained glass, rock wall and in the staircase leading to the front they had what looked like a roof and window with a fake birds nest on the ceiling of the stairwell. We absolutely loved that house but would always have such weird vibes and at night I was always scared to walk around by myself. I have plenty of stories but the two that stick out to me the most is when my mother was pregnant with me she had been sleeping in her bed staring at the ceiling. She could see the lights of a car passing through the alley way. She suddenly saw a dark shadow come through the wall over her and started to choke her. She said she started to pray and it finally let go of her. My father said he thinks it was just sleep paralysis but mother swears she wasn't asleep. When I was younger I would see things in the house all the time, from something peeking out from behind the door, something rattling the door knob to my door or one of the creepier things like hearing whispering and seeing what looked like people peering at you. In our living room there were 4 big arched openings to see into the dining room and then in the middle an arched doorway. I would sometimes sleep in the living room since my sister's room was right next to it. At night when everything was silent in the house I would hear what would sound like a bunch of people whispering. I would put my blanket over my head and try to ignore it. One night I made the mistake of opening my eyes to see who or what was talking and I could see what looked like people peering through the arch way with their hands holding onto the bottom as if they were trying to pull themselves up.