The horror in the house

 I've been feeling creepy being home alone lately. It doesn't matter if the lights are on, if music is playing on the computer, if the TV is on, or if the house is dark and silent. Fear comes in waves, sticky, disgusting, so desperately creepy that you even want to run away from the apartment. I can't explain what exactly causes horror. I just come home from work and my heart shrinks into a ball, I breathe faster, I walk around the house, looking around, as if I'm afraid of someone. My house is consecrated, there are icons. About two years ago, almost the same thing happened, but then I put it all down to the fact that I moved into a new house, they say, stress and all that... It is simply not possible to live with such horror. I come to work without getting enough sleep, with circles under my eyes — in general, the look is still...

After consulting with my parents, I decided to rent an apartment. And that's when the scariest part began. Until the moment the realtor set foot in my house, I had not noticed any supernatural activity in the apartment, but now... By itself, the equipment turns on and off — the computer and the TV, the microwave and the air conditioner also began to "play pranks".

But the worst thing happened one night. I was lying down and reading an e-book, when suddenly someone said my name in my ear: "Ksyusha." He said it so long and mournfully, as if he hadn't said it, but had sung it. I stormed out of the room and ran out onto the stairwell. I stood there for quite a long time. Only when I had completely calmed down did I go back home, turn on the lights everywhere, and went to bed. I got up in the morning exhausted, as if I hadn't slept all night.

This story got a little forgotten, and finally, there was a married couple who wanted to move into the apartment. I have to leave here in two days. Everything would be fine, but tonight history repeated itself. I was reading again, facing the wall, and I heard my name again. It was beyond my strength to turn around; so I fell asleep in fear. When I woke up, I saw that the TV was on, and the lights were on everywhere, even though I hadn't turned anything on.

What could it be? I've spent two more nights in this apartment, but I'm scared to death to go home...