Time to stop this

I've been posting about some of the odd things that have been happening around here for sometime now.
Yesterday my father came over and said he saw that strange mass like thing in his place now. They live next door to us on the same property. There is a good deal of yard space but apparently not enough.
I posted about some of this on Ravelry asking if anyone had come across anything like this. The advice I got was to seek help.
After Dad came over and told me about how he had seen this thing too, he asked me to look into getting it out as well.
Okay I think we're going to have to take this a little more seriously.
I'm pretty sure we are not dealing with the ghost of a person, whatever this thing is, it really wants us to believe that it is though. It would seem to be trying to pose as different things to each of us.
As we started to put things together and compare what was going on with each other, things got stranger, more things would be moved, or just gone for days.
We started seeing the black grayish mass more often, and the smell that was in the trailer after these things would happen was getting stronger. We went around our house with sage and sea salt. Seemed to quiet things down, now we know it just went next door.
I'm going to email an online site that said it helps people with things like this. The problem with that is what do I write that will make this clear.

Okay this is getting old

Last night as we were in the kitchen getting dinner ready, a few more odd things happened. Pans fell for no reason ( went quite far across the floor, 3 of us saw it ), things popping off shelves at DS#2, and while we were standing there talking DH got splashed with water, no one was near him or the sink. He was clearly wet across his face. This needs to stop.

odd

So yesterday was a little odd, yeah I know again.
My sisters van broke down, yeah I know again lol, anyhow while she was here....
sitting in my living room chatting with her and my sons, out of the corner of my eye I see something dark poke DS#1 on the back, he jumped, my sister saw it and wanted to know what that grayish thing was. I have no clue, but it's got to go. Any ideas????

A chilling touch

Today looks somewhat clear out, yippee I can be online :) :) We've been getting quite a few lightening storms, not a lot of rain a few drops here and there mostly. We did have one or two that got pretty wet, pretty fast, but mostly a lot of lightening. Thankfully no fires ( knock, knock ). We've been very hot though, in the 100's for what seems like months, our power went out a few times during some of the worst heat. The humidity has been high as well.
I lost a good part of my garden to the heat. Came close to losing our weeping willow, very hot indeed.
All of that in mind is what made last night a little odd. Right around sunset, I was outside cooking on the grill, it had to be in the mid 80's if it was anything. A still night, you could hear a pin drop. I had been turning out the yard light when I went in, so not even a lot of moths around. I was standing at the grill turning the food when I felt the hair on the top of my head start to move. I couldn't feel any "wind" or movement on the rest of me. I reached up and felt my hair as it was still moving, it stopped after a second. That's when I realised my hair was ice cold. It was kind of nice, as I was just thinking how hot it was. I finished turning the food, then went inside. My hair was still very cold. It stayed chilled for almost a hour.
I've had ghosts walk through me before, but it didn't feel like that, it felt friendly. Any thoughts on this??????

Footsteps?

This happened yesterday morning. I posted it on a group on Ravelry. I'm adding a little more detail here. Early yesterday morning at 6:47 am, Brent and I heard someone walk up to our bedroom door and turn the knob, the door flew open. No one was in the hall but our dog, who sleeps right in front of our bedroom door. She was looking around puzzled. The footsteps were loud enough to wake us, like someone wearing boots but not the big heavy work boots like my guys wear. It sounded urgent, a brisk purposeful step, that stopped right outside our door. My guys are night owls, so it's not unusual to hear boot steps any hour of the day or night, what was unusual was the way they came up to the door, then stopped, plus the sound of them, this is a little harder to get across in words. I know the sound of my guys walking around, it didn't sound like them. Also Brent woke at the same moment, it takes a lot to wake him, especially when we had gone to bed only a few hours before ( yeah the boys are not the only night owls ) The knob clearly turned, we were expecting to see one of our boys come in, but they were still in bed sleeping. I woke them when I went into check and see if it had been them. We live in a mobile home, so it’s very easy to hear if someone is moving around, even the cats moving on the other side of the trailer can be heard through closed doors, so I know they weren't messing around with us. The knob is loud, it kind of snaps back when you let it go. We both heard that, but I also saw the knob turn, pause then the door flew open, hard enough to hit the wall. This is not the first time footsteps have been heard or doors seen opening or closing for that matter. A little background, I moved into a trailer for the very reason I had never heard of a haunted mobile home before, I'm quite sure now that it does happen, whether or not they're just visiting remains to be seen. A few months ago I watched my sons bedroom door open then slowly close. I saw a shadow go down the hall. When I called out Hi, thinking it was my son ( we were the only ones home ) the shadow disappeared. I went to see if some how he gotten by me, knowing full well that there was no way he could have, I found him still asleep in his bed. The door to their bedroom was sticking due to a bent hinge at the time. We have spent time trying to debunk things like this whenever it happens. I can see a door popping open with our swamp cooler on, but why the pause or footsteps. We tried to recreate it over and over. Last summer is about when the doors opening and footsteps started. We are very careful to keep our bedrooms doors closed, as my sons cat can be very bad. Over the last year we keep finding them open after we know they were closed tight. The thing that struck me as odd was that the cats stayed out, when they would normally jump at a chance to get in our bedrooms. One of the first things I recall happening with footsteps was one raining evening I heard someone walking across the floor of the room Brent has been adding onto our trailer. At that point there wasn't a roof over that part of the floor. I looked out the window and saw someones feet walking back and forth in the rain. Both my kids love walking in the rain, I thought for sure it was my younger son, so I called to him to come in. There was way too much lightening to be playing around like that. When he didn't answer me I went to the door and looked out and called him again, I could still see someones feet ( up to the knees ) going back and forth in the rain. It was about then that I realized these were cowboy boots. My guys don’t wear them. At the same time this is sinking in my son answered me from the back of the trailer, whoever was walking out there turned to me, I could still only see the legs but the feeling that came over me was enough to make my hair rise. I stepped out into the rain to get a better look, if some guy thought he could just walk around MY place I had another thing to tell him, when a feeling of total fear came over me. Not the fear of a person being in my area or anything like that, not even the fear of a possible ghost, I've long since gotten over that one, but a "you need to get the hell out of here"fear. I could see the legs coming toward me. I jumped back in and slammed the door shut. I ran to the window to see if anyone was there. No one was. This is in a closed in yard with good sized dogs. They never made a noise. I heard the same footsteps out there going back and forth from time to time all last summer.