mine started when we moved house when I was about 7 yrs old. Every night in my bedroom a man was hanging with a noose around his neck, swinging by his neck watching me. I told my parents, and even told my teacher at school. Parents moved me to a different bedroom and put my younger sister in the haunted room, so I then could not sleep knowing he was still there and may scare my little sister, so I would creep into her room, even while he watched me, and carry her into my bed every night. Even now I sleep with my eyes open, which gives people quite a fright as they think I am dead too! Anyway by the time I was 12 I could go to the library on my own and I did some local history research, and true enough, a guy had commited suicide in our house by hanging, and I knew it was in the alcove in my room. It was not my imagination because at age 7 I had not watched any horror films or books did not even know what a ghost was. Only worked it out when I was older. So I blame a ghost for my bad sleep habits!