Alone in the apartment

I don't believe in the supernatural, but what happened to me recently made me believe in a lot.

It was an ordinary, unremarkable evening. As usual, I was up late working (I work from home). I live alone, and my wife is not here yet. So, after a cigarette and a cup of tea, I went to take a shower before bed. Everything was fine until the light in the bathroom suddenly went out. "They must have turned off the lights in the whole building again," I thought. Wrapping myself in a towel, I went out into the hallway to check. And imagine my surprise when I discovered that there was light everywhere in the apartment except in the bathroom. Moreover, the light bulb was intact, and the light was turned off with the switch. "What the hell," I thought and went back to showering. Before I could even get into the bathtub, the light went out again. That's when I got really scared. Of course I was: alone in the apartment, and someone kept turning off my light!

I was standing dripping wet in the dark bathroom, which had three large mirrors. You can't imagine how I felt. Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening came from the hallway. I was completely speechless and couldn't even breathe, let alone move. Suddenly, the mirror in the bathroom shattered, as if from a powerful blow—in the darkness, it seemed like an explosion. I ran out into the hallway screaming, ran to my room with my eyes closed, and, like a child, jumped into bed under the covers. I lay there for about half an hour until I was completely sure the apartment was quiet.

When I came out, I discovered that all six mirrors in my apartment were broken (three in the bathroom, two in the hallway, and one in the guest room). I nearly went crazy. Only after taking some valerian did I calm down a bit and call a friend to come spend the night with me—as you can imagine, it was very scary. A friend advised me to ask a priest to check my apartment and sprinkle it with holy water. That's what I did. A year has passed since then, and so far everything has been fine. But being alone in my own apartment at night still feels creepy.