Ever since I was little, around 4 years old, I have seen what I believe was some kind of spirits, good or bad. When I was just a baby I saw these things in my room, like dark, shady figures, passing through. I stared at them, but I always seemed to fall asleep pretty quickly without being terrified. I also hear these voices, whispers in my head whenever things were very quiet, and they wouldn't go away. And just to let you know, I am NOT Schizophrenic. Nor have I ever been.
My next encounter was when I was about 6, in North Carolina, where I live. I was going across the street to my house from my aunt's house, when I heard something say my name. A motherly, woman kind of voice. I thought it was my mom and I asked her if she called me, she said no. The voice was very kind, but it sounded urgent, as if someone or something was luring me somewhere. It was very loud. Those things all happened near or around my house.
When I was 7, we moved out further in the country. I never heard anything as often, but I would hear those whispers every few months or so, I couldn't understand them. They were very calm, like an angel maybe. Then when I was 10 I went to this graveyard (I don't remember which one it was,) where me, my mom, and my dad were there to see someone in my family's grave, I don't remember who. I turned to walk over to the fence that separated the graveyard from it's surroundings. Outside of the fence, where there was a lot of trees, I saw a man. He was grey, white, and black, like in an old movie. He had a mustache, little hair on his head, and he was wearing a tuxedo. He looked at me, right in my face, as if he could see into my soul. But I felt calm, I just stared at him without a move or any feeling of being scared. I turned to my family to see what they were doing, and I looked back and he was gone.
When I was 10, I was at my other aunt's house, still in North Carolina, for Christmas. A lot of the family was there. My dad told me to go out to the truck to get a flashlight, and it was very dark outside. I ran over to the truck because I have always feared being in the dark alone, I got the flashlight, and walked backed to the house. As I was about 4 feet from the door, I looked over in the woods and I saw another shady, dark figure. A man, I couldn't see his face, he was black, blurry and faded. Although when I saw THIS man, I didn't feel calm. I was terrified, I ran back in the house as fast as I could, closing the door calmly trying not to freak anyone out.
When I was 11, Me and my family went to New Jersey and New York for a week or so in the summer. It was for my brother and my dad to see AC/DC in concert as a late birthday present. We checked into the hotel in New Jersey, I don't remember the name of it. It was in front of an IHop, with a large parking lot. About 3 or 4 stories high, maybe 5. When I went to bed that night, I shared a bed with my brother. All the lights were off, no light was on at all. I stared at the ceiling since I was afraid. I looked in front of me, I didn't see anything but it was as if I could feel, or sense something watching me. It made it harder to fall asleep, but I did eventually.
I am 13 now, and I still hear voices now and then. I am a Christian, I live in the house I moved into when I was 7. I was wondering if there might be a reason, an explanation behind me seeing this. Maybe I have a gift, but I'm not crazy, I promise you. I think some people on my dad's side did black magic, or they were witches or something. My dad had nothing to do with it, it was like his distant cousins or something. My mom also sees and hears things. We're Christians though, so we don't do, study, or have anything to do with the devil, magic, atheism, etc.
So if you have any idea once so ever of what this means, or if you can relate, please leave me a comment. I would really appreciate it.