When I was about 12, I had the scariest experience of my life. My family consisted of Mom, Dad and myself. My little bedroom was just off the kitchen at the back of the house. I was (and still am) an avid reader and would stay up late and read. My parents would be long in bed and sleeping, they watched the eleven o'clock news headlines and went straight off to bed. I'd be up for hours in the dark, quiet house. I'd never had any uneasy feelings in the house and didn't see anything unusual ever.
So one night, after I'd just finished reading, I turned out the light and just got comfy. I wasn't dozing yet, that's how soon after I laid down that the most frightening thing happened. I heard my name called in a very harsh whisper. It was incredibly clear, it was definitely my name. It wasn't a friendly sound at all, it was angry. Well the expression 'my blood ran cold' was the best way to describe it. From my head to my toes I felt as if my blood in my veins had turned to ice. The hair was standing up on the back of my neck and there was a prickling all over my scalp. These were things that I thought were only vivid descriptions of fright but discovered it described my terror absolutely. I could not move at all. There was no feeling of being held down, I was just absolutely unable to move, frozen in place. It seemed like forever that I lay there terrified but it was probably a couple of minutes, the longest minutes ever.
Finally I was able to move and I felt normal, scared out of my wits, but the icy feeling was gone and my hair relaxed. I was way too scared to get out of bed (you know in movies they always say don't go back in there and they do, only to end up dead). No way was I going anywhere. I stayed huddled in bed for a long, sleepless night. That was the end of it, nothing like it ever happened again.
I have had a lot of other experiences with the supernatural but never in that house and never that horrifying or unexplainable. For the following 8 years I lived there and there were no other events. I've never been able to come up with an explanation or a reason. No link to any family tragedy or death.
Is it odd to have such an isolated incident like that? Let me know what you think.