I Live with a Mimic... I think...
Hi! First poster, long time lurker. It's a bit of a long one, so I'll dive right in.
For a little bit of context; I live in the UK. My house is big and old. And I mean super old. Like built in 1920's. I moved into my house in June 2020. I've always been a believer in the paranormal, having had a few experiences since I was a kid.
When I first moved in with my now ex boyfriend (I'll call him B for ease), everything was fine. It's an old house, echoey, creaky, etc. He was always a skeptic, but this experience has turned him into a believer.
This didn't start until April 2021. After I found out I was pregnant. I was working full time all through my pregnancy, but I had woken up feeling so exhausted during my first trimester, that I called in sick and was home alone while B was at work. I was asleep in bed upstairs and I was woken up by, what sounded like B, calling my name from downstairs. I was confused as I hadn't even settled into a deep sleep after he left. I checked the time and it had only been half an hour. I dragged myself up and called out, asking why he's home, thinking he maybe forgot something or got his shift times mixed up. But there was nobody there...
I searched the entire house. Nobody. I texted B and asked if he came home at all. He didn't reply as he was working, so I got back into bed but I couldn't go back to sleep. He called me on his lunch and I asked him again, if he had came home. He told me that he hadn't came home, so I explained what had happened and he brushed it off as me just being tired, and even had me convinced that I had imagined it. But I managed to sleep a bit more.
The next time it made itself known was to B a few months later. I was around 5 months along and got big very quickly during my pregnancy. I struggled with stepping in and out of the bath, so I would call down to B for him to come and help me when I was ready to get out. One night I was in the bath, when B comes running upstairs and bursts into the bathroom asking me if I was okay. I looked at him in confusion and say I'm fine, then he asks me why I screamed his name. I tell him I didn't call him, never mind screamed for him. We went back and forth with him thinking I was playing a joke and messing with him. Eventually he decides that I'm telling the truth and he stays in the bathroom with me to wait for me to be done. Safe to say he was freaked out.
It was quiet for a few months until our son was born. I must have been around 6 months post partum. Me and B were watching a movie, when we heard the loud, piercing scream of a baby. Neither of us have ever moved so fast. We legged it up the stairs and into the bedroom where the baby was, to find him fast asleep, still swaddled, completely silent. We shared a concerned look, but left to go downstairs. I pulled up the baby monitor app and we look through the footage from the past 5 minutes. Completely silent. Our son hadn't even moved and the scream wasn't picked up on the video footage. We started freaking out. B started doing research and we landed on a mimic as it's only ever used our voices saying things we'd said in the house, and the baby crying.
Me and B split up a year later and it hadn't made itself known in that year. I was left alone in the house with my Son through the week while B worked, and then my son would go to B's over the weekend while I worked, but that left me alone at home. A few months after the break up I started hearing little things; footsteps upstairs, things moving. I'd find things in places I never left them and my Mother, who started visiting more to keep me company, also experienced things like this. A few times I heard B calling me from upstairs, but I ignored it, not wanting to interact.
But my most recent experience is the reason I was encouraged to post here by my friends to ask for advice, maybe? So all this time I've thought it was a mimic. It never did anything to disrupt my life, or to give me any dark or unpleasant vibes, it's always felt kind of playful. But a coouple of days ago my Mother was staying with me and my son (Now 4 years old) as she had an opperation and needed caring for while she recovers from the anaesthetic. I let her stay in my bed and I slept on the sofa to give her space to rest. It was 2am and I was still awake, scrolling on my phone, when I heard a deep, masculine voice call my name, as if questioning. I sit up in confusion. I didn't recognise the voice at all. At first I thought it was B, as he's the only man with a key to my house, but it really didn't sound like him. I sat for about a minute to see if I heard it again (I didn't), then I gathered my courage and grabbed one of my son's toys (A plastic duck on a stick), and made my way slowly around the house, starting with my Son's room. He was fast asleep, so I checked on my Mother. Asleep. I walk around the rest of the house. Nobody. I go back to lay on the sofa again, and I had barely even sat down when I heard it again. This time the voice echoed and sounded like it was in the entry way. I rushed out again with the duck, ready to beat someone up, but there was nobody there. It called my name again, and it sounded like it was right beside me. I told it to F off and let me sleep. It was silent for the rest of the night. The next morning I asked my Mother if she'd heard anything, but she was practically knocked out. She's suggested I get someone in to see if they can sense anything in my house, but I'm reluctant as I don't want to encourage or annoy whatever it is.
It's stuck with me that I didn't recognise the voice at all. I haven't had many men inside my house, I have a small family and an even smaller freindship group, so I don't know who's voice it could be mimicing, which now has me questioning what is living with me in my house... Any Advice? Should I get someone in? Should I ignore it?