Ever since I was little, I have come across many strange things; I've felt things, seen things, heard things and even smelt things that are sometimes very familiar to me. Ever since my grandma passed away, which was about 10 years ago in June, my experiences have weirdly increased. I will post many more of those stories later on in the future (hopefully), but really I would like to tell you about something that happened to me when I was only five years of age.
It all started one normal night and I was at home with my family, just doing what I normally did, read. I was reading a book that got given to me by my grandma on my fourth birthday. This book was really special to me, it was about a young girl with a little black cat and they went on many wonderful adventures together. I loved that book so much, I probably read it about two hundred times, and it was my ultimate favourite. My grandma said it had been in her family for a very long time and she trusted me to take good care of it. Yeah your probably wondering why I'm going on and on about this book, but the reason I am going on about it, is because I swear I have seen that black cat (from the book), well a few times at least. I do also remember that it said the black cat wore a black collar with a little bell on it so that the girl couldn't lose him.
But this is what happened to me that same night...
I felt very thirsty so I went to the kitchen to get myself a drink, but I got stopped because I heard a little noise and it sounded like a cat meowing outside in the garden. So I went to the window to see if anything was out there and indeed there was. There was a black cat. I opened the door and the cat looked at me with his bright yellow eyes, he was quite thin and he looked very scared and lost. I felt really sorry for him so I thought that I should maybe get him some milk, so that's what I did. But then the strange thing was, was that when I turned back around to give the cat some milk, he was gone. But I didn't see or hear anything, not a sudden move. It's as like I imagined he was there and really he was not. I thought I was losing it (big time).
Although later on that night, I was in bed and I got woken up by a sound that was kind of familiar to me, but I don't know why. It was the sound of bells, not exactly church bells or a door bell it sounded like bells that would have come from a cat's collar. The only problem was, was that I didn't know any cat around where I lived who had a collar with a bell on it. And then the cat I saw earlier had no collar on at all. Why did I keep hearing these sounds? The sounds of bells. To be honest I was very confused and I didn't know what to think.
After that night, nothing really happened, not for a while anyway. But then about two weeks later it happened all over again. The cat returned once again, then suddenly disappeared like a ghost and then I heard those bells later on in the night. But the bells sounded like they were coming from a far distance but I could still hear them clearly. I had a feeling that the cat from the book had come strangely to life or my dear grandma sent me a sign to say hello. But I didn't really understand then, as I was only five years old. But now I'm fifteen and I understand it more then I did before. Sometimes I do still hear those bells at night, but I don't see the black cat, I haven't for ages. If I was just imagining this whole thing then I'm obviously crazy, my mum sometimes gets concerned and thinks I should see a doctor, but it all seemed to be so real, but really was it?
I think I need some advice on this, do you think I'm crazy? I hope you can help me to understand the truth.
Also thank you very much for reading. Xx