I was telling some of my friends about all the things that had happened to me in the past and what is happening to me now, and one of them had an interesting theory. (This is my second posting to this site and you should read my other story to get the full picture by the way.) First up, the ghost encounters:
My first encounter happened two houses ago (we move around a lot). It was my 17th birthday. I brought my mother a sippy cup full of milk for my baby brother. I closed the door, and immediately heard about six or seven rapid thumps. It sounded as if someone was running down the hallway towards me. I felt a rush of icy cold air, starting at my ankles and rushing up my body. I freaked out and ran to my bedroom. It was my first ever ghost encounter that I can remember, and in a weird way I consider it a great birthday present. Some of my family members have said that it might have been a deceased relative giving me a birthday hug. I like this idea. What do you guys think? (That idea has nothing to do with my friend's theory by the way).
My second encounter really freaked me out, and I would love to hear what you have to think. This happened after we had moved from the house I was in for my first encounter. I dreamed a very terrible dream, but can't remember what it was. I just know it was awful. I keep a dream journal, so I find it weird that this particular dream is so foggy. I usually remember my dreams in great detail. I woke up, freaked out a little, and reached up to my right cheek. It felt a little itchy. I felt a warm sticky wetness, and when I took my hand I could feel that whatever it was was stuck to my fingers; I got out of my bed and went to the bathroom to check it out. Blood was all over my face! I washed it off and saw that my cheek had a weird, round kind of scrape in it about the size a nickle. It wasn't perfectly round, more like a loose circle. It looked like someone had taken sandpaper and sanded my cheek down, or had taken a very shallow scoop out of my cheek or something like that, it's hard to explain. I put some Neosporin on it and went back to my room to check for something sharp in my bed. I was a little frantic and panicky, determined to find a natural reason for what had happened to my face. I tried to remember my dream, but couldn't remember anything about it except that is was terrible. To this day, I have scar on my left cheek! Finally I lay back down, but couldn't get back to sleep.
So, anyway, after my friends had heard about all of that, my one friend came up with the idea that I had a ghost following me. She said that it had probably been with me all my life or something, and that I just can't remember the ghost from my childhood because I repressed it or I just plain forgot about it with age. If there is an entity attached to me, does it sound like it might be evil? It did draw blood!
I would love some advice and feedback, because my new house has paranormal activity and it makes me a little bit scared.