Hey This is my first story here. It's rather brief, but here it goes:
Ever since I was a baby I've seen things in the corner of the room. I see things like blotches of white but they turn into faces. They aren't solid figures but blurry. I'm not scared of them though, they make me feel safe.
Whilst my house was being built (1996/97) my parents, my nana, my Dog and me lived in my Nana's (big enough) bungalow. My cot was in the back room. About a year or two ago when I brought the subject up that I look in the corner all the time to my mam, she said that whenever I cried as a baby she would put me in my cot and I would look up into the corner and I would laugh. She guessed that my Granddad (her Dad that died when she was 12 R.I.P) was there, making me smile. That room still makes me feel happy.
After we moved into my current house (I was about 3 and a half - 4 maybe) I was older, but I still continued looking up into the corner of the room whenever I was sad or annoyed. I did this all through my childhood. Only recently have I noticed that I still do it (I'm 13 almost 14).
At night time when I need a bit of comfort I just look up and I know that someone's looking after me. It could be [from my Dads side] my Nan that I never knew, My Grandad that died in 2008 or [from my Mams side] my Grandad that I never knew.
I thought I'd share this with all of you to see if anyone else has had any similar stories or have an explanation.
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