I would like to share with you all my very first experience with the paranormal. It really wasn't bad. It was actually kind of nice.
Small back story, otherwise it would make no sense. I moved to Moreno Valley, CA, when I was five or six. At the age of six, I made my first friend on my street. He lived in the center house of the street. His name was Jim. He was the sweetest man that I to this day have ever met. He was always nice to me, insisted on meeting my parents so they wouldn't freak out. He had to have been in his late fifties, early sixties. Anyway, as time went on, we became the best of friends. He used to make me lunch and play the piano for me. There was one specific song that he played a lot. It was a lullaby that he had written for his daughters when they were younger. It was beautiful.
About a year passed and one day Jim gave me a gift. It was a pretty glass jar with a gold handled lid. I put cotton balls in it since I didn't want it to break and nothing else to put in it at the age of seven. A few days after I received the gift, I was playing in my room and the jar shattered out of nowhere, all on its own. I couldn't figure out why seeing as all that was in it was cotton. I cleaned up the mess and went to go apologize to Jim for breaking the gift he gave me. When I ran outside I saw an ambulance at his house and people were rushing in and out. Jim had died. I found out later that his exact time of death, was the exact moment that the glass jar shattered.
About a week later, I went to bed listening to country music on my radio. I woke up in the middle of the night to piano music coming out of my stereo instead. I picked it up and tried to change the station, but no matter how far I turned the dial, the same music played without pause. I sat there and listened to it for a second and realized that it was the lullaby that Jim used to play for me. I began to cry, and a strange light caught my eye. It was a small blue orb floating over my desk. As I watched, it "buzzed" around my desk for a bit then came to float right in front of me. I was overcome by a feeling of warmth and love and almost instantly fell back to sleep.
When I awoke the next morning, I walked over to my desk to find a note addressed to me. It said: "Don't cry for me anymore, sweetheart. I know you miss me, but I am in a much better place now. I will always love you for you gave me peace and companionship when I had not much else in life. Be safe and stay strong. With all my love, Jim"
The note was even in his handwriting. I wish I knew where the note was now, but I can't for the life of me remember what happened to it. After this experience, I knew there was more to life than just the people around me. That there were things or people that I couldn't see. This was pretty much my intro into the paranormal. If only they were all as nice as this one. I will post more of my experiences when I can. Thanks for reading.