After reading through quite a few stories I have decided to submit mine. My moms side of the family has always had a paranormal vibe to it, like my aunts see family members and feel things etc. I have always believed that I am prone to feeling when something isn't right or when something is around.
In my family we also have the belief that when a person passes away (Naturally or Otherwise) you might get a visit on the third day/night after their passing. I do not know why this is the case or how we came to this understanding, but there it is... Back to the story though.
I cannot remember exactly what year, about 4 years ago, my uncle (my mothers sisters husband) was diagnosed with Emphyzema. He went from bad to worse really quickly. I remember being at home playing Sims I think on the 18th of December when my mom comes in to tell me my uncle has passed away. So, as we do in our family, we all climb in the car to go and pay our respects and make sure my aunt doesn't have to do anything.
So we arrived at the house only to find out that my uncle hadn't died from the Emphyzema, he had in fact shot himself. This is the first (so far the only) time that I have been so closely related to a suicide.
Anyway, for some reason I ended up staying with my aunt afterwards to help around the house as my cousin was away and her brother was busy with the legalities of the situation.
At some point me, my aunt and male cousin, her son, (he is around his late thirties) are sitting at the kitchen table just chatting before bed when suddenly I think to myself... Oh crap, tonight is the third night. Keeping in mind I have never really had a major experience up until this point, so I think to myself, its cool, you probably won't be affected as you aren't immediate family and you just feel, you won't see anything...Sure!
I went to sleep in my cousins room as she wasn't there, and her room is right next to her parents room. So at some point, I do not recall times, I wake up to hear my aunt calling me (urgently) but I pretend I can't hear her because I am too scared to go see. At this point I hear what sounds to me like the cocking of a gun.
Eventually my male cousin comes through from his room at the back of the house and he asks his mom what's wrong as she is crying and shaking. She says to him "Your father is here", now he isn't a believer so I nearly had a heart attack when he answers her saying he knows.
They went through to the kitchen and I eventually get the nerve to go sit with them and just as I am about to get off the bed the dog is standing in the passage looking into their room and growling. I hit panic mode and start shouting for my cousin to come. He comes and we all end up in the kitchen. I asked my aunt what happened and she said my uncle was sitting on the bed by her feet and whenever she moved her feet he would move to sit on them.
I called my mom and said my cousin is bringing us home as I am too S...T scared to stay. We asked my cousin to run around the house and collect my things, shame he was cool about it, and then he came back into the kitchen and asked who got sick? We looked at him very confused and said no one, why? And he replied that it smelled like someone had vomited. He later told us that he could smell this until he was out of the driveway and then it was gone.
That is the extent of my strongest experience yet. I had always wanted to be gifted like that, but since experiencing it first hand, I am thankful I can only feel them.
My male cousin later told us that for a while after my uncle passed, he would hear his dad working on the car in the yard or opening his bedroom door. As I said before, this cousin would never believe in this stuff so for him to admit these things. Well they aren't made up.
I hope that it was an okay read, I am in no way a writer so I have tried to put this as plainly as possible.
Any comments are welcome.
Ps. My aunt had the house blessed by a priest from her church and I think my uncle has left now.