If you don't know already, I live in Oaxaco Mexico. My house is very old and many things happen here. My first experience was with my grandma. My parents had gone out to mexico city to visit my aunt who was ill. My grandma had flown in to take care of me and my brother william. I was 10 at the time and Will was 13, and we weren't really into the whole supernatural stuff.
It was summer and of course it was raining pretty hard. My grandma, Will, and I were cuddled in my parents King sized bed watching the news, when we heard heels coming in and into the kitchen. My grandma tried to look out the door and asked (in spanish of course) "William, go see who came in it might be your sister, Teresita..." He reluctantly got off the bed and went into the kitchen and came back really fast. He got back on the bed, "There is no one there it was probably the TV or something". We soon shrugged it off and went to sleep.
Later in the night we heard the same heels AGAIN. But this time it was getting closer soon to stop at the edge of the bed on Will's side. I woke up really fast and Will was sweating. I poked him in the stomach and he woke up... " What's wrong?" He shook his head and went back to sleep. I poked him again, "are you hot or something?" He shook his head, "No why?" I wiped his forehead and my hand got wet... "You're sweating..." He shrugged and took off the sheets.
When I woke up in the morning, Will looked really pale, and he had been throwing up. I'm still confused to why he got sick right when the heels stopped by his bed. I want to understand what had happened, and this isn't the only incident.