A lot of unexplainable things have happened to me ever since I was a little girl. Things I could not even explain. When I was about 8 years old my younger sister and I shared a room. We always slept in the same bed due to the fact that we were scared. Our family didn't have a lot of money so our dad did his best. Like making us bunk beds out of scrap wood.
I know old houses make weird noises but not like this... Our closet doors would fly open for no reason. Our toys would move on their own, things we took batteries out of would sing, and talk on their own. I remember my sister had this mermaid doll that sang and I remember this thing singing all the time even though my dad took out its batteries, and took out the little box where the sound came from and the thing still would sing. Some nights it would sound like our room was moaning almost. Clothes and books would fly off shelves.
One night like always my sister and I were sleeping in the same bed. Top bunk actually I slept on the outside and something grabbed my arm and pulled me in between the mattress and the rail. I hit the floor screaming. Things like this happen a lot to me...
When I was 18 years old I rolled my car 4 times (on accident) and in the seat next to me I remember looking over and seeing my great grandma. She was holding my hand and saying it was going to be ok. Smiling like nothing was wrong. But all I could think was I'm going to die. After the car stopped rolling she was gone with a blink of an eye. You got to know that my great grandma died when I was like 6 or 7 years old. Things like this have happened to me since I was little and still do.