Don’t have a whole lot, but there was a few times. In Tennessee I used to ride an atv through the woods on a trail going behind the houses, deeper in the woods and ends on a street. Know it like the back of my hand. One summer I was on it and I have no idea what came upon me, just a sheer sense of panic telling me to gtfo. Pure instinct telling me I need to get out or I will die. Didn’t see or hear anything, but I’ve felt nothing like it before, and I’m a big believer in trusting your instincts so I finished the trail and didn’t go back again that day. Was super creepy.
Another time was more recently, my sink faucet turned on on its own in the middle of the night. Nobody was back there, except my cat, who was at the foot of my bed, I wasn’t anywhere near it nor did I use the restroom, and it’s a dial type of knob that’s rather sticky so I don’t know what happened there.