As most of you know, I live in Southern California. I've been noticing over the last few years that I keep seeing strange things at night. At first I figured these things were reflections from my glasses or from other cars, even my truck windows. But I don't think that's what I've been seeing.
One night I was driving to my wonderful girlfriend's place. I was talking to her on the phone when I looked down a dimly lit side street and I caught a figure of a woman in the street. I remember the white night gown she was wearing. It didn't register at first what I was seeing. As I realized what I thought I saw, I turned to see if she was still there and who or whatever it was disappeared. I mentioned what I saw to my girl who has seen her fair share of supernatural things. She didn't seem particularly surprised.
I remember one night I got off work and headed toward home. I always took the same route home; it was just the shortest path I knew. But this night I just had that ill omen feeling and decided to take another path home, well out of the way of my normal route. Every time I would look up a street that led to my normal route, the lights would flicker. Never really talked about what I saw with people, always trying to pass it off as my imagination.
My street has a cemetery on it (down the road about 1/4 mile or so) and I have passed by it over the years and seen white orbs in the cemetery. No people, just bad feelings, glowing orbs, dancing shadows, the usual. As a kid I always felt like something was going to come from the cemetery and grab me and take me to the underworld with it. Obviously it never happened, but suddenly one day it all stopped.
Going to one of my girlfriend's friend's place was never fun at night because I always swore I saw a shadow of an older guy amidst the other shadows. It seemed strongest at night, and it was right by her friend's bedroom window. I never really slept well at that house. The whole place seemed to feed off of negative energy (me being a negative energy conduit of sorts). The more I went over there, the less comfortable I felt in the area.