I mentioned above how I hate sloppy historical research, and I just remembered another example. This was supposedly nonfiction, based on the author's real experiences.
Except, almost right at the very beginning, she talks about visiting Mount Vernon, and being intimidated by the enormous beds and the cavernous bedrooms. Well, at the time, I had also just visited Mt. Vernon. By today's standards, the beds were tiny. They didn't have king size. They had beds that would just hold an occupant, but you shouldn't toss or turn much because there was barely an inch to spare.
So I am thinking, either you are the size of a mouse, or you are making up this part. And if you are making up this minor part, why should I believe anything else that you claim happened to you (hauntings, ghosts, possession)? And if you are only mouse sized, your problems exceed the paranormal.