My family and I were recently on a trip in Glasgow. We stayed in this fantastic hotel that had obviously been around awhile (lots of plaques and photos of famous people who had stayed, etc.). The first night, I woke up, though not abruptly really, to what I can only describe as a presence. I “heard” distinctly—and by that I mean somehow the words entered my brain but it wasn’t quite a voice per se—someone say, “I’m watching you.” But it wasn’t scary at all somehow. It was absolutely matter of fact.

I don’t have any other experiences like this and I’ve always thought of myself as a big scaredy cat, so I have NO idea how I fell back to sleep. Not only that, I woke up the next day feeling great and didn’t even remember to tell anyone.

The morning following the next night, my mom (who was sharing the room with me) says at breakfast, “You all aren’t going to believe me but I swear someone was in our room last night. I remember thinking, ‘Just be still and let them finish whatever they’re doing’.” Needless to say, this jogged my memory and I relayed my experience.

The fact that we had two independent experiences in the same room kinda confirms for me that something is in that hotel. I asked the staff right before we left and they kinda smiled and said, “Not sure but you’re not the first to mention this.”