The following written confession was shared by Snoo-390 via Reddit:

I've always seen paranormal beings since I was a child. However, ever since I'd moved in to the new house there were countless encounters - some being random incidents, others recurring.

Let me give you guys a brief layout of my house: (First of all, it literally LOOKS haunted. I've had so many different friends come and visit and their first comment is always "your house looks haunted".)
It's an old traditional wooden styled house where there is a huge spiraled staircase in the center of the home. On the second floor there are 4 bedrooms located around the staircase with a bathroom on one end. From the ceiling of the house hanging over the grand staircase is an old antique chandelier.

From there I encountered the hanging chandelier woman.

First incident (I was around 12 at the time) was when I woke up in the middle of the night at around 2:30am. I was dying to pee and the bathroom was at the opp end of the house. Half asleep, I got up and went to open my bedroom door. My eyes were immediately drawn to something pale which almost seemed to glow in the dark, and right in front of me was a hanging woman.

Now, when I say hanging chandelier woman, I don't mean she was hung from the chandelier. She was actually above it but her body was strung in a way that seemed like she was hanging by some invisible rope. Her body slightly rotated around mid air, eyes open and unblinking.

She looked to be a middle-aged Caucasian woman, light caramel hair in a bob. She wore an old-styled white night grown and no shoes. She definitely did not look to be from this 'era'.

I went from half-asleep to alert and petrified. I stood there frozen in shock and fear. After several moments passed, I rubbed my eyes with my hands and dared to look up again. She was gone. I hurriedly ran to the bathroom, used the toilet then ran back to my bedroom with my eyes closed.

The next day I told my parents but of course they didn't believe me (they were sick of all the "ghost" stories I'd told them). They simply said it was either a "dream" or that I'd mistook the chandelier for a person (despite the woman being above the chandelier itself). Eventually I let my parents convince me and brushed the thoughts aside.

That is, until I woke up again a couple days later in the middle of the night, busting to pee again. The memory of the woman immediately flooded my thoughts and I stood behind my bedroom door inwardly trying to convince myself that it was all a lie and that I'd 'imagined' it.

But when I'd opened the door, there she hung again.

It was the exact same woman in the same clothes, same hair. Only this time her back was facing me as she tilted slowly mid-air above in the chandelier. There was a lump in the throat and my heart started racing again. I immediately closed my eyes, mentally prepped myself and began to feel my way around the walls, to make my way to the bathroom.

When I finally made it, I peeked at the chandelier and the woman was gone.

This has happened altogether 3 times since I've been in the house, though I no longer see her anymore. I wonder who she is and if she'd died in this house many years ago...